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Shiny shiny, shiny boots of leather |
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Whiplash girl child in the dark |
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Comes in bells |
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Your servant, don't forsake him |
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Strike him mistress, and cure his heart |
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Downy sins of streetlights fancies |
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Chase the costumes she shall wear |
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Ermine furs, adorn imperious |
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Sovereign, sovereign awaits you there |
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I am tired, I am weary |
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I could sleep for a thousand years |
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A thousand dreams that would awake me |
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Different colors made of tears |
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Kiss the boot of shiny shiny leather |
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Shiny leather in the dark |
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Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you |
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Strike dear, mistress, and cure his heart |
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Sovereign, sovereign, speak so slightly |
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Sovereign, down on your bended knee |
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Taste the whip in love not given lightly |
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Taste the whip, now plead for me |
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I am tired, I am weary |
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I could sleep for a thousand years |
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A thousand dreams that would awake me |
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Different colors made of tears |
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Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather |
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Whiplash girl child in the dark |
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Sovereign, your servant comes in bells |
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Please don't forsake him |
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Strike dear, mistress and cure his heart |
