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I snared you in a photograph |
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I trapped you on a wire |
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I amplified you, magnified you |
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1500 times |
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You strode across the ocean |
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And you smiled to careful drivers |
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Swooping low, you'd just say "no" |
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And though you never showed |
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I know you're still alive |
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Turn me on, my dead man |
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Give me a little sign |
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Turn me on, dead man |
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Gimme 'nother line |
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I still watch all your videos |
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My bedroom is your shrine |
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On Fridays all the guys |
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Will get together in the ghetto |
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In the pits |
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Howling epilipso fits |
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I swing my hips |
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I mime |
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Yes, I can feel your kick inside |
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Turn me on, my dead man |
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When you feel the time is right |
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Will you rejoin me as a king |
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With medallions and rings |
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And stairway things that lead from heaven |
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Will you give me back my innocence? |
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Will you paint the black sky blue? |
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Just like your shoes |
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I'll keep my distance |
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My respect |
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You choose the hour |
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I'll be there |
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Turn me on, dead man |
