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Its no shot in the dark |
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And no trick of the lights |
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You tease me, adore me |
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Talkin' dirty, sitting pretty |
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Lay me down and annoint my wounds |
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{Dust up, Bust up} lets get down to the nitty-gritty |
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You call on favors promised and sworn |
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Changing names and changing places |
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The blade digs deep |
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And the cut begins to sting |
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There's more to this than reason |
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Or the old familiar River Man Rhyme |
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Take me shame me lead me |
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To the floor in {heylets swing} |
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(Chorus) |
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And the dance goes on |
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And the dance goes on and on |
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And the dance goes on |
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And the dance goes on and on and on and on |
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We're going up in flames |
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We're burning up in a blaze of glory |
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Don't put fire into the hands |
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Of the weak and faint, the weak and frail |
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Dripping the life fantastic |
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Let's celebrate our great escape |
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For goodness sake, its all the same |
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The sinner and saint, heaven and hell |
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(chorus) |
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(repeat last verse) |
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(chorus) |
