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I met you alone on a crowded street
You asked for my name and said you'd like to speak
Invited me home to sleep on your floor
Tell me your nice, all through the night to the morning come
Tell me your nice
Talked about heart right before we made love you showed me your room with curtains of wood
Your grandma's cross right above your door

Tell me your nice, all through the night to the morning comes
Tell me your nice! well i only know her face and little else it seems, she was a beauty jacket , inner missing, suicide machine
Every single person that she treated with disdain, swears they had it coming cus' they treated her the same

I only want her, i only need her, ooh well its over now but ahh you know its all true
Every time she makes you sweat doctors, lawyers millionaires - fools fools fools fools!

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A sinister laugh as i slept on the floor
Attitudes crashed when i ran for the door
The morning had come for which i was doomed la la la la la la la

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Well I only know her face and little else it seemed
She was a superstitious , inner missing, nightmare of a dream
Every single person that she treated with disdain, swears they had it coming cus' they treated her the same

La la la la la
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La la la la la la la la

I never knew her name or little else it seems, she was an inner missing, socialistic suicide machine
Ever single person person that she treated with disdain, swears they had it coming cus' they treated her the same!

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