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Come sister death |
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And get me out of here |
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I know what you know |
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There's no need to talk anymore |
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And when you're tired |
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And when you're sick at heart |
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And when you're lonely |
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She'll be living there |
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And she'll pick you up |
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And she'll cool you down |
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And she'll hold you close |
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There's no need to talk anymore |
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You'll just bleed if you talk anymore |
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In your sister's arms |
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And sister death is watching you |
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And sister death is always there |
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She'd like to be your special friend |
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She'd like to show how much she cares |
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And you've seen her in those clubs |
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And from the back seat of a car |
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And sister death is very beautiful |
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And never very far away |
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Said: "Get me out of here" |
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Looked across the crowded room |
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And I said: "get me out of here" |
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To the girl with the mad eyes and serious earrings |
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It's hot in here, too hot in here |
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There's too much conversation |
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Said I hate it here, can't stand it here |
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There's too much conversation |
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Won't you get me out of here |
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Oh get me out of here, sister |
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Won't you get me out of here |
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Oh get me out of here, get me out of here, sister |
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I'm in heaven |
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Come sister death |
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And get me out of here |
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I know what you know |
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There's no need to talk anymore |