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Hey, |
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So what if this is my Louise Lane? |
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Someone defenseless I can save |
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I've got this tricky way of thinking |
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and it tricks me into thinking that I'm brave |
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The super part I'm used to |
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It's the man that gets me down |
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I guess |
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Tonight's the night that I suggest |
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That we add some copulation |
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To this awkward conversation |
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and undress |
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Oh, If I'm such a savior |
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Why am I sleeping by myself? |
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But you're so young |
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Oh Lolita |
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Give it up to me! |
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Hey |
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So what if this is my novacaine? |
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Some set of morals I can fake? |
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I feel it coming again |
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What good is being a martyr |
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If I cannot feel the pain? |
