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It seems never ending the way she weave her spell |
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There's no protesting she does it oh so well |
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With her eyes dancing fire and her legs slipping round |
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Sneaks up round my backbone she leaves without a sound |
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She comes on like a gypsy her baubles and her guiles |
| [00:56.05] |
Hair falls down in ringlets she hold this midnite smile |
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And even standing naked something left to hide |
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The only explanation she's just a midnite child |
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She talks of absent lovers in the same breath new found friends |
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Comes tome at midnite bringing mystery to my bed |
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She'll be gone 'fore the morning before the night time disappear |
| [01:42.02] |
Sneaks up from the bedclothes and leaves without a tear |
| [01:56.79] |
She comes on like a gypsy her baubles and her guiles |
| [02:46.49] |
Hair falls down in ringlets she hold this midnite smile |
| [02:53.73] |
And even standing naked something left to hide |
| [03:09.88] |
The only explanation she's just a midnite child |
