Music Box Lyrics
| Song | Music Box |
| Artist | Eminem |
| Album | Relapse: Refill |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:23.529] | Yo, yeah girl, |
| [00:29.790] | Can you hear that? It's playing our song.. |
| [00:35.860] | Are you sleepy? Take a nap.. |
| [00:41.870] | You're not afraid of the dark? Are you.? |
| [00:45.130] | |
| [00:45.630] | You hear the beat as it makes ya not wanna go to sleep |
| [00:48.580] | I knock on Dakota's door, its locked so I go to creep |
| [00:51.710] | round the back, with binoculars, not cause I wanna peep |
| [00:54.740] | But because I'm hungry she smells like tacos I wanna eat |
| [00:58.500] | Visions of hot chocolatey marshmallows all so sweet |
| [01:00.940] | With sugar plums, oh look here comes Marshall he's on your street |
| [01:04.120] | He's placing hot smoldering charcoals beneath your feet |
| [01:07.100] | Now walk on 'em, he's dancing with carcasses cheek to cheek |
| [01:10.150] | Like a Thanksgiving turkey, or holiday ham |
| [01:13.300] | Cinnamon sprinkled on toast, strawberry marmalade jam |
| [01:16.500] | Flavor my favorite graham crackers with John Bennet Rams |
| [01:18.990] | I guess a modern day Jack the Ripper is all that I am |
| [01:22.400] | |
| [01:22.800] | Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep （My music box） |
| [01:25.260] | But I can hear my luck keep calling me （My music box） |
| [01:28.260] | When were worlds apart, you mean the world to me （My music box） |
| [01:31.900] | So when you callin me, I will answer （My music box） |
| [01:33.990] | |
| [01:35.300] | Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep （My music box） |
| [01:37.390] | I hear my music box, playing a song for me （My music box） |
| [01:41.100] | So when she twirls around do a whirl for me （My music box） |
| [01:43.670] | You will always be my private dancer （My music box） |
| [01:46.509] | |
| [01:47.100] | I almost look comatose, who wants to be sober gross |
| [01:49.930] | I foam like a Doberman, mouth open I overdose |
| [01:53.700] | Put coke up my nostrils, in both my holes and I plug my nose |
| [01:56.100] | My pupils quadruple in size, eyes are so bugged I know |
| [01:59.220] | I put on my mother's make up, get naked and run around |
| [02:02.280] | Wavin' the gun around, I think I’m down to a hundred pounds |
| [02:05.310] | There's thunder, I wonder how come it rains but the sun is out |
| [02:08.299] | The devils upset with his wife, they must be sluggin' it out |
| [02:11.640] | I must be buggin' the f-ck out, but what the f-ck about? |
| [02:14.700] | Voices are leading me up to the attic, I love my house |
| [02:17.499] | They pull and they tug my blouse, the sound of a music box |
| [02:20.549] | Comes from inside a toy chest, but what do I do, it's locked |
| [02:23.700] | I pick it and open it but it’s stuffed full of human parts |
| [02:26.779] | I dig till I find it, I wind it up and the tune just starts |
| [02:29.659] | Its playing a song, so beautiful and the room is dark |
| [02:32.799] | The moon is full, I smell a funeral, guess I'll loom in the park |
| [02:35.189] | |
| [02:35.689] | Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep （My music box） |
| [02:38.769] | But I can hear my luck keep calling me （My music box） |
| [02:41.670] | When were worlds apart, you mean the world to me （My music box） |
| [02:45.990] | So when you callin me, I will answer （My music box） |
| [02:47.399] | |
| [02:47.829] | Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep （My music box） |
| [02:50.700] | But I can hear my luck keep calling me （My music box） |
| [02:53.829] | When were worlds apart, you mean the world to me （My music box） |
| [02:57.119] | You will always be my private dancer （My music box） |
| [02:59.980] | I'm fixated on asphyxiating and breakin' this little chick's |
| [03:00.200] | |
| [03:03.359] | Neck like a pixie stick |
| [03:04.689] | The sick Satan worshippin', bitches get horse-whippins, |
| [03:07.909] | I'm in the back, through the back door, slip in |
| [03:10.659] | Through the crack leavin' the corpse drippin' |
| [03:12.519] | The mortician of love, sent from above, |
| [03:15.100] | forced and treat em all |
| [03:16.399] | stingy I've become |
| [03:18.589] | Been doin' this for more than a quarter century, I'm just numb |
| [03:21.499] | Am I dreamin', is it real Someone pinch me on the buns |
| [03:24.549] | The time has come to tie her up, gotta roll me the ladder |
| [03:27.799] | I'd had enough of the chatter, climb up to the window, look at her |
| [03:31.189] | then climb in and slowly shatter her brain matter and batter her |
| [03:33.799] | with the bat, a matter of fact that will splatter her |
| [03:36.719] | But before I do that, I'll have a chat to flatter her |
| [03:39.899] | Give her two compliments, back-to-back, like Tabatha |
| [03:43.209] | I'm your secret admirer, I'm back to ravish ya |
| [03:46.159] | So strong is your fight, but your no match for Dracula |
| [03:49.159] | Prolonging her plight, as I go back to stabbin' her |
| [03:52.170] | Dismember her limbs, simple as that, cadaver her |
| [03:55.289] | Zoom in with the lens, then pan back, the camera |
| [03:58.189] | Stand back, cuz here comes your man Jack, so Pamela |
| [04:00.789] | |
| [04:01.289] | Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep （My music box） |
| [04:04.189] | But I can hear my luck keep calling me （My music box） |
| [04:07.239] | When were worlds apart, you mean the world to me （My music box） |
| [04:10.319] | So when you callin me, I will answer （My music box） |
| [04:12.950] | |
| [04:13.899] | Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep （My music box） |
| [04:16.279] | But I can hear my luck keep calling me （My music box） |
| [04:19.380] | When were worlds apart, you mean the world to me （My music box） |
| [04:22.729] | You will always be my private dancer （My music box） |
| [04:27.729] |
| [00:23.529] | Yo, yeah girl, |
| [00:29.790] | Can you hear that? It' s playing our song. . |
| [00:35.860] | Are you sleepy? Take a nap. . |
| [00:41.870] | You' re not afraid of the dark? Are you. ? |
| [00:45.130] | |
| [00:45.630] | You hear the beat as it makes ya not wanna go to sleep |
| [00:48.580] | I knock on Dakota' s door, its locked so I go to creep |
| [00:51.710] | round the back, with binoculars, not cause I wanna peep |
| [00:54.740] | But because I' m hungry she smells like tacos I wanna eat |
| [00:58.500] | Visions of hot chocolatey marshmallows all so sweet |
| [01:00.940] | With sugar plums, oh look here comes Marshall he' s on your street |
| [01:04.120] | He' s placing hot smoldering charcoals beneath your feet |
| [01:07.100] | Now walk on ' em, he' s dancing with carcasses cheek to cheek |
| [01:10.150] | Like a Thanksgiving turkey, or holiday ham |
| [01:13.300] | Cinnamon sprinkled on toast, strawberry marmalade jam |
| [01:16.500] | Flavor my favorite graham crackers with John Bennet Rams |
| [01:18.990] | I guess a modern day Jack the Ripper is all that I am |
| [01:22.400] | |
| [01:22.800] | Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep My music box |
| [01:25.260] | But I can hear my luck keep calling me My music box |
| [01:28.260] | When were worlds apart, you mean the world to me My music box |
| [01:31.900] | So when you callin me, I will answer My music box |
| [01:33.990] | |
| [01:35.300] | Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep My music box |
| [01:37.390] | I hear my music box, playing a song for me My music box |
| [01:41.100] | So when she twirls around do a whirl for me My music box |
| [01:43.670] | You will always be my private dancer My music box |
| [01:46.509] | |
| [01:47.100] | I almost look comatose, who wants to be sober gross |
| [01:49.930] | I foam like a Doberman, mouth open I overdose |
| [01:53.700] | Put coke up my nostrils, in both my holes and I plug my nose |
| [01:56.100] | My pupils quadruple in size, eyes are so bugged I know |
| [01:59.220] | I put on my mother' s make up, get naked and run around |
| [02:02.280] | Wavin' the gun around, I think I' m down to a hundred pounds |
| [02:05.310] | There' s thunder, I wonder how come it rains but the sun is out |
| [02:08.299] | The devils upset with his wife, they must be sluggin' it out |
| [02:11.640] | I must be buggin' the f-ck out, but what the f-ck about? |
| [02:14.700] | Voices are leading me up to the attic, I love my house |
| [02:17.499] | They pull and they tug my blouse, the sound of a music box |
| [02:20.549] | Comes from inside a toy chest, but what do I do, it' s locked |
| [02:23.700] | I pick it and open it but it' s stuffed full of human parts |
| [02:26.779] | I dig till I find it, I wind it up and the tune just starts |
| [02:29.659] | Its playing a song, so beautiful and the room is dark |
| [02:32.799] | The moon is full, I smell a funeral, guess I' ll loom in the park |
| [02:35.189] | |
| [02:35.689] | Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep My music box |
| [02:38.769] | But I can hear my luck keep calling me My music box |
| [02:41.670] | When were worlds apart, you mean the world to me My music box |
| [02:45.990] | So when you callin me, I will answer My music box |
| [02:47.399] | |
| [02:47.829] | Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep My music box |
| [02:50.700] | But I can hear my luck keep calling me My music box |
| [02:53.829] | When were worlds apart, you mean the world to me My music box |
| [02:57.119] | You will always be my private dancer My music box |
| [02:59.980] | I' m fixated on asphyxiating and breakin' this little chick' s |
| [03:00.200] | |
| [03:03.359] | Neck like a pixie stick |
| [03:04.689] | The sick Satan worshippin', bitches get horse-whippins, |
| [03:07.909] | I' m in the back, through the back door, slip in |
| [03:10.659] | Through the crack leavin' the corpse drippin' |
| [03:12.519] | The mortician of love, sent from above, |
| [03:15.100] | forced and treat em all |
| [03:16.399] | stingy I' ve become |
| [03:18.589] | Been doin' this for more than a quarter century, I' m just numb |
| [03:21.499] | Am I dreamin', is it real Someone pinch me on the buns |
| [03:24.549] | The time has come to tie her up, gotta roll me the ladder |
| [03:27.799] | I' d had enough of the chatter, climb up to the window, look at her |
| [03:31.189] | then climb in and slowly shatter her brain matter and batter her |
| [03:33.799] | with the bat, a matter of fact that will splatter her |
| [03:36.719] | But before I do that, I' ll have a chat to flatter her |
| [03:39.899] | Give her two compliments, back-to-back, like Tabatha |
| [03:43.209] | I' m your secret admirer, I' m back to ravish ya |
| [03:46.159] | So strong is your fight, but your no match for Dracula |
| [03:49.159] | Prolonging her plight, as I go back to stabbin' her |
| [03:52.170] | Dismember her limbs, simple as that, cadaver her |
| [03:55.289] | Zoom in with the lens, then pan back, the camera |
| [03:58.189] | Stand back, cuz here comes your man Jack, so Pamela |
| [04:00.789] | |
| [04:01.289] | Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep My music box |
| [04:04.189] | But I can hear my luck keep calling me My music box |
| [04:07.239] | When were worlds apart, you mean the world to me My music box |
| [04:10.319] | So when you callin me, I will answer My music box |
| [04:12.950] | |
| [04:13.899] | Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep My music box |
| [04:16.279] | But I can hear my luck keep calling me My music box |
| [04:19.380] | When were worlds apart, you mean the world to me My music box |
| [04:22.729] | You will always be my private dancer My music box |
| [04:27.729] |
| [00:23.529] | Yo, yeah girl, |
| [00:29.790] | Can you hear that? It' s playing our song. . |
| [00:35.860] | Are you sleepy? Take a nap. . |
| [00:41.870] | You' re not afraid of the dark? Are you. ? |
| [00:45.130] | |
| [00:45.630] | You hear the beat as it makes ya not wanna go to sleep |
| [00:48.580] | I knock on Dakota' s door, its locked so I go to creep |
| [00:51.710] | round the back, with binoculars, not cause I wanna peep |
| [00:54.740] | But because I' m hungry she smells like tacos I wanna eat |
| [00:58.500] | Visions of hot chocolatey marshmallows all so sweet |
| [01:00.940] | With sugar plums, oh look here comes Marshall he' s on your street |
| [01:04.120] | He' s placing hot smoldering charcoals beneath your feet |
| [01:07.100] | Now walk on ' em, he' s dancing with carcasses cheek to cheek |
| [01:10.150] | Like a Thanksgiving turkey, or holiday ham |
| [01:13.300] | Cinnamon sprinkled on toast, strawberry marmalade jam |
| [01:16.500] | Flavor my favorite graham crackers with John Bennet Rams |
| [01:18.990] | I guess a modern day Jack the Ripper is all that I am |
| [01:22.400] | |
| [01:22.800] | Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep My music box |
| [01:25.260] | But I can hear my luck keep calling me My music box |
| [01:28.260] | When were worlds apart, you mean the world to me My music box |
| [01:31.900] | So when you callin me, I will answer My music box |
| [01:33.990] | |
| [01:35.300] | Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep My music box |
| [01:37.390] | I hear my music box, playing a song for me My music box |
| [01:41.100] | So when she twirls around do a whirl for me My music box |
| [01:43.670] | You will always be my private dancer My music box |
| [01:46.509] | |
| [01:47.100] | I almost look comatose, who wants to be sober gross |
| [01:49.930] | I foam like a Doberman, mouth open I overdose |
| [01:53.700] | Put coke up my nostrils, in both my holes and I plug my nose |
| [01:56.100] | My pupils quadruple in size, eyes are so bugged I know |
| [01:59.220] | I put on my mother' s make up, get naked and run around |
| [02:02.280] | Wavin' the gun around, I think I' m down to a hundred pounds |
| [02:05.310] | There' s thunder, I wonder how come it rains but the sun is out |
| [02:08.299] | The devils upset with his wife, they must be sluggin' it out |
| [02:11.640] | I must be buggin' the f-ck out, but what the f-ck about? |
| [02:14.700] | Voices are leading me up to the attic, I love my house |
| [02:17.499] | They pull and they tug my blouse, the sound of a music box |
| [02:20.549] | Comes from inside a toy chest, but what do I do, it' s locked |
| [02:23.700] | I pick it and open it but it' s stuffed full of human parts |
| [02:26.779] | I dig till I find it, I wind it up and the tune just starts |
| [02:29.659] | Its playing a song, so beautiful and the room is dark |
| [02:32.799] | The moon is full, I smell a funeral, guess I' ll loom in the park |
| [02:35.189] | |
| [02:35.689] | Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep My music box |
| [02:38.769] | But I can hear my luck keep calling me My music box |
| [02:41.670] | When were worlds apart, you mean the world to me My music box |
| [02:45.990] | So when you callin me, I will answer My music box |
| [02:47.399] | |
| [02:47.829] | Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep My music box |
| [02:50.700] | But I can hear my luck keep calling me My music box |
| [02:53.829] | When were worlds apart, you mean the world to me My music box |
| [02:57.119] | You will always be my private dancer My music box |
| [02:59.980] | I' m fixated on asphyxiating and breakin' this little chick' s |
| [03:00.200] | |
| [03:03.359] | Neck like a pixie stick |
| [03:04.689] | The sick Satan worshippin', bitches get horse-whippins, |
| [03:07.909] | I' m in the back, through the back door, slip in |
| [03:10.659] | Through the crack leavin' the corpse drippin' |
| [03:12.519] | The mortician of love, sent from above, |
| [03:15.100] | forced and treat em all |
| [03:16.399] | stingy I' ve become |
| [03:18.589] | Been doin' this for more than a quarter century, I' m just numb |
| [03:21.499] | Am I dreamin', is it real Someone pinch me on the buns |
| [03:24.549] | The time has come to tie her up, gotta roll me the ladder |
| [03:27.799] | I' d had enough of the chatter, climb up to the window, look at her |
| [03:31.189] | then climb in and slowly shatter her brain matter and batter her |
| [03:33.799] | with the bat, a matter of fact that will splatter her |
| [03:36.719] | But before I do that, I' ll have a chat to flatter her |
| [03:39.899] | Give her two compliments, back-to-back, like Tabatha |
| [03:43.209] | I' m your secret admirer, I' m back to ravish ya |
| [03:46.159] | So strong is your fight, but your no match for Dracula |
| [03:49.159] | Prolonging her plight, as I go back to stabbin' her |
| [03:52.170] | Dismember her limbs, simple as that, cadaver her |
| [03:55.289] | Zoom in with the lens, then pan back, the camera |
| [03:58.189] | Stand back, cuz here comes your man Jack, so Pamela |
| [04:00.789] | |
| [04:01.289] | Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep My music box |
| [04:04.189] | But I can hear my luck keep calling me My music box |
| [04:07.239] | When were worlds apart, you mean the world to me My music box |
| [04:10.319] | So when you callin me, I will answer My music box |
| [04:12.950] | |
| [04:13.899] | Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep My music box |
| [04:16.279] | But I can hear my luck keep calling me My music box |
| [04:19.380] | When were worlds apart, you mean the world to me My music box |
| [04:22.729] | You will always be my private dancer My music box |
| [04:27.729] |
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