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Oh, it's carnival night and they're stringing the lights around you |
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Hanging paper angels, painting little devils on the roof |
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Oh the furnace wind is a flickering of wings about your face |
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In a cloud of incense yeah, it smells like Heaven in this place |
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I can't eat, can't sleep, still I hunger for you when you look at me |
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That face, those eyes all the sinful pleasures deep inside |
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Tell me how, you know now, the ways and means of getting in |
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Underneath my skin, oh you were always my original sin |
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And tell me why, I shudder inside, every time we begin |
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This dangerous game, oh you were always my original sin |
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A dream will fly the moment that you open up your eyes |
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A dream is just a riddle, ghosts from every corner of your life |
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Up in the balcony all the Romeo's are bleeding for your hand |
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Blowing theater kisses reciting lines they don't understand |
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I can't eat, can't sleep, still I hunger for you when you look at me |
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That face, those eyes all the sinful pleasures deep inside |
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Tell me how, you know now, the ways and means of getting in |
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Underneath my skin, oh you were always my original sin |
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And tell me why, I shudder inside, every time we begin |
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This dangerous game, oh you were always my original sin |
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Tell me how, you know now, the ways and means of getting in |
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Underneath my skin, oh you were always my original sin |
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Tell me why, I shudder inside, every time we begin |
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This dangerous game, oh you were always my original sin |
