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And if you wed another, |
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I would have to kill you |
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Both in bed my lover |
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I would rather |
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See you dead and under covers so then in front of the world |
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And exposing for all others, skin in which |
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I curledI would be your |
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Indian lover |
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I would be your |
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Indian lover |
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I would be your |
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Indian lover boy |
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Feel my joy |
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And if you touch a man then you can fully expect |
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I will abort my plan to woe you so circumspect |
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I'll cross the gates of hell and sell what is left then of my soul |
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And in exchange, |
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I'll lay away my dying role |
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I would be your |
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Indian lover |
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I would be your |
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Indian lover |
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I would be your |
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Indian lover boy |
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Feel my joy |
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Aesthetic discipline and caked in mud |
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I would go down in the river wading in, controlling the flow |
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Not eatin' a stitch of meat, nowhere, no leather on my back |
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Until I knew which one was better, the love or the lacking |
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If you go at last and leave me here |
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I will slowly run the gas into the invisible and fingering the match |
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I'll strike one mortal final blow for every fool dispatched |
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I'll retire in my burning inferno |
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I would be your |
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Indian lover |
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I would be your |
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Indian lover |
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I would be your |
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Indian lover boy |
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Feel my joy |
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I'd be your |
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Indian lover |
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I would be your |
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Indian lover |
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I would be your |
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Indian lover boy |
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Feel my joy |
