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Step right up and get what you deserve |
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Oh, what a prize! |
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Yeah, it's her |
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And if you think you scored |
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Your vision must be blurred |
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Welcome, one and all, to the Theater of the Absurd |
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Mmmmmy heart is like the Moulin Rouge |
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All lit up in subterfuge |
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But pain is something I can use |
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But what about you? What's your excuse? |
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You won't know I'm coming until it's too late |
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You won't know that I'm around |
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The only thing that you will hear |
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Is scarlet satin hitting the ground |
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The gloves are off |
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Too bad you got soft |
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The gloves are off |
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Too bad you're so lost |
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Je suis en coeur |
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Je disparais |
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You are a blur as I walk away |
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So you love her? That little stain? |
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I'm out of here, but my words remain |
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So step right up and take a drag on your cigarette |
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You're just something that got snagged |
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On the hook of Antoinette |
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And you can call it Carnival Justice |
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It's just my own breed of armistice |
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You can say I'm crazy like Alice |
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You can call it Carnival Justice |
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It's just my own breed of armistice |
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You can say I'm crazy like Alice |
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But I'll never blow you a real kiss |
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The gloves are off |
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The gloves are off |
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The gloves are off |
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The gloves are off |
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The gloves are off |