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see my love cut down the lane
sways and grinds ooh, that's your play
ya treat me like your prayers
though i'm alone
yer drivin' me to pray, ";trouble"; i'm undone
hold me up
will ye be my doll?
hold me up
'til the sun it cometh down
i didn't want it no
blood is to blame
there's a little fury on me and i'm ok
don't tell me that
you'll descend 'cause
i'm no bedlam - i'm your friend
see the girl - the girl's alone
see the boy - away from home
don't tell him nothin'
leave well enough alone
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