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Wash your hands |
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And light the candles |
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Turn the lights out |
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And I'll turn the music on |
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I'll serve you food you've never tasted before |
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And after the midnight hour |
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I'll treat you like a real man should |
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This is a portrait of a clear mind |
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The profile of my kind |
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I'll bring flames on your face |
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And when I'm done |
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You'll become one of mine |
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Her eyes shine like the glow of the sun |
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As she poses without a shame |
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But if only she could know |
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Where she has come... |
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This is a portrait of a clear mind |
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The profile of my kind |
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I'll bring flames on your face |
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And when I'm done |
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You'll become one of mine |
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I'll take you down to psycopath's lair |
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I'll drag you there, to the psychopath's lair |
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I'll take you down, down to the psycopath's lair |
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This is a portrait of a clear mind |
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The profile of my kind |
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I'll bring flames on your face |
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And when I'm done |
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You'll become one of mine |
