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Oh, temple darling |
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You have made my life so neat |
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But a dirty old death |
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Still waits in the bridle suite |
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And oh, oh, |
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I can't see around that bend |
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Whoa, oh, in the end they put my head in a box |
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And then they give me the wire |
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They're gonna give me the wire |
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They're gonna give me the wire |
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They're gonna give me the wire |
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Oh, temple dear |
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I don't mean to be a thankless boor |
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Ah, but as bad as its been |
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I think I'd still rather have taken more |
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So, oh, as you've eased my way, my friend |
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Whoa, oh, won't you watch them put my head in a box |
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And watch them give me the wire? |
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Watch them give me the wire |
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So, oh, as you've eased my way my friend |
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Whoa, oh, won't you watch them put my head in a box |
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And watch them give me the wire? |
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Watch them give me the wire |
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They're gonna give me the wire |
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They're gonna give me the wire |
