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I know you thought you were a real operator, |
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But I don't know why, |
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All you had was a bankroll babe, |
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And a glint in your eye, |
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I'm high steppin' like an indian brave, |
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I'm the one |
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Dancing On |
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Your Grave |
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You know I'm a killer babe, |
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Here's late news for you, |
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You couldn't buy me with a million, babe, |
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Couse I'm too good for you, |
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I know you think |
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I'm a real rough trade, |
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Now I'm the one |
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Dancing On |
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Your Grave |
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One time you was a real high-stepper, |
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On the high trapeze, |
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But you know you ran out of money, |
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Wound up on your knees, |
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I'm the one you never made, |
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Now I'm the one |
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Dancing On |
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Your Grave |
