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My baby's love is called Clare |
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Serpentine seductress, I can't compare |
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My baby's love is merciless to me |
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Wailing like a hussy and laughing drunkenly |
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And over the rooftops when the stars prickle the skies |
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London is sleeping and the Mississippi moon shines |
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I hear them making love |
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I hear them making love |
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Clare was born in New Orleans |
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She grew up in the bars of Bourbon Street |
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Back in the days of Marie Laveau |
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She learnt the ways of that old voodoo |
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And over the rooftops when the stars prickle the skies |
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London is sleeping and the Mississippi moon shines |
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I hear them making love |
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I hear them making love |
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And over the rooftops when the stars prickle the skies |
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London is sleeping and the Mississippi moon shines |
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I hear them making love |
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I hear them making love |
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I hear them making love |
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I hear them making love |
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I hear them making love |
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I hear them making love |
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I hear them making love |
