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Blue shadows |
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a Venetian parade |
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eyes on a starlet who was yet to be made |
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he had the thin blue lips |
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and a fingerless glove |
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he was a hunter for a prey |
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to put his prints on |
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chorus: |
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Oh, Svengali |
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oh, Svengali |
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wide eyes mesmerize |
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ain't he clever |
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oh, Svengali |
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He set stages from Vienna to Rome |
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he promised flowers and footlights |
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if she'd only leave home |
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when he secured her passage on an Aegean ship |
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she didn't know of the power |
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in an evil man's grip |
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(chorus) |
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I knew you when... |
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you saw a scene in the clouds |
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you saw a man in the moon |
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and your mood was enthralling |
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you could weep for a falling star |
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He'll take you deep in his debt |
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he's wanting all he can get |
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will your heart hold the virtue? |
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you've never known that power |
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that the evil men use |
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Gone |
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cried the madman |
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as he slapped her to life |
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and then a cold wind slowly sucked him into the night |
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so come away |
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to the refuge they can never control |
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they'll try to steal your body |
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but they can't touch your soul |
