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[Verse 1] |
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Slip around some universal corner |
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(Like a woman) |
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Slip around some corner, pick up the phone |
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(Like a woman) |
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She must build a fire next to the pay phone |
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Heat is the point, smoke on the receiver |
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Light up to its universal ringing |
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(Like a woman) |
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Picking it up, her heat finds the night and rises |
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And rises |
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[Verse 2] |
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She lets you in on her perfect secret |
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(Like a woman) |
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She wants a man who knows all the right places |
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(Like a woman) |
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Washing his feet with her tears, she'd dry them with her hair |
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Among the undefiled, she's gone wild |
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Her sins will sin from behind her |
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(Like a woman) |
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Dropping the phone, she leaves it dead to the dead men |
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The dead men |
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[Chorus] |
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Screaming Magdalene |
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So alone, she picks up the phone |
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Screaming Magdalene |
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I'm so waiting, is there anyone so waiting? |
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Screaming Magdalene |
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She is running |
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[Verse 3] |
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Slip around some universal corner |
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(Like a woman) |
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Slip around some corner, pick up the phone |
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(Like a woman) |
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She must build a fire next to the pay phone |
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Heat is the point, smoke on the receiver |
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Light up to its universal ringing |
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(Like a woman) |
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Picking it up, her heat finds the night and rises |
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And rises |
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[Chorus] |
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Screaming Magdalene |
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So alone, she picks up the phone |
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Screaming Magdalene |
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I'm so waiting, is there anyone so waiting? |
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Screaming Magdalene |
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She is running |
