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(ian hunter/overend watts) |
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Momma's little jewel, just left school. |
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Fresh from the nuns who made you. |
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I don't know why, but i'm gonna try to re-incelibate you. |
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True when i hold you near, and i |
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Come even when i'm on the run, and i'm |
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Wearing black scorpio faces, when i |
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Come in the noonday sun. |
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Momma's little jewel you got the rules |
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But i'll be the one to educate you |
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Take what's mine, take a little time |
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But don't bite the hand that makes you |
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Laugh in the evening when i |
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Catch you in the (?) |
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Wearing black scorpio eyes, when i |
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Come in the morning sun |
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What you want i can't buy |
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Why don't you try it my way |
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What you look for ain't in the book |
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And i'm gonna show you someday |
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You won't rise, you won't shine |
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You won't bleed if you try, boys |
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You got brains if your luck changes |
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You'll have to play with my toys |
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True when i hold you near, and i |
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Come even when i'm on the run, and i'm |
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Wearing black scorpio faces, when i |
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Come in the noonday sun, and i |
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Laugh in the evening when i |
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Catch you in the (?) |
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Wearing black scorpio faces, when i |
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Come in the morning sun |
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Momma's, momma's little jewel |
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Momma's, momma's little jew-ew-ew-ew-ew |
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Momma's, momma's little jewel |
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Momma's, momma's little jew-ew-ew-ew-ew |
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Momma's, momma's little jewel |
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Momma's, momma's little jew-ew-ew-ew-ew |
