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McDonald |
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Sweet lady, won't you come beside me and make me feel all right ? |
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Sweet lady, won't you come beside me and make me feel all right ? |
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The hours without you seem too long to bear |
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Gray witch goddess, I suspect that you don't care |
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But it's simply a matter of wanting you here by me |
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Here by me. |
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And off into the silent night she creeps from her bed |
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Beaming, gleaming crystal screams surrounding her in red |
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If she can't have your heart then she'll have your soul instead |
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Remember her name, it's sweet Lorraine |
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Now, nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah. |
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A million years, a trillion stars away from me |
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Fluorescent spheres and diamond studded galaxies |
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Swirling, spinning, soft and swift |
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At last our love has come to this |
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The silver circle returned to energy |
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Returned to energy. |
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I've closed the curtains, now we're all alone all by ourselves |
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I can see your eyes aglow, I can feel all the things you've felt |
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I watch you slowly turning, screaming into someone else |
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And I remember your name, it's sweet Lorraine. |
