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There is a lunatic in everyone I know |
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Some live it out, |
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Some just refuse to drink the potion, baby |
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But we're all monsters inside |
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Cause we act like Dr. Jekyll |
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But there ain't no hiding Mr. Hyde |
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We point the finger |
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At the fella down the road |
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\"What kind of devil does a thing like that?\" we joke |
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Oh baby, just give it time |
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Cause we act like Dr. Jekyll |
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But there ain't no hiding Mr. Hyde |
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Every last one of us |
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Are pretty much the same |
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We got ol' Adam's blood |
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Running through our veins |
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Oh baby, I ain't telling no lies |
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It's just some are caught red-handed |
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And some work up an alibi |
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Some will probably kill ya |
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And some just kill ya in their mind |
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Cause some live in a prison |
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And some live in a suit and a tie |
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We act like Dr. Jekyll |
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but there ain't no hiding Mr. Hyde |
