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Up in the attic where the skeletons hide |
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We all live in fear of the door and what's behind |
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A door you dare not open, 'cause what you'll find |
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A close encounter of the sexual kind |
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Love in the shadows, like a smoking gun |
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Batten down baby, lock all doors, you got the love that I'm coming for |
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Your hair's so straight, I can make it curl |
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There's a little bit of bad in every good little girl |
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Love in the shadows, like a smoking gun |
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Is it really what you want, one more broken heart, one more lost and lonely |
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Is it really what you need, another broken heart |
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When it happens, it'll be magical, I'm not knocking it, here's to the magic |
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When it happens, it'll be magical, I'm not knocking it, here's to the magic |
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Pull up the blankets, you won't hear a sound |
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The pounding's like thunder when it shakes the ground |
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You got a hunger only I can feed |
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You try to fight it off but you're in too deep |
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Love in the shadows, love in the shadows, like a smoking gun |
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Is it really what you want, one more broken heart, one more lost and lonely |
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Is it really what you need, another broken heart |
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When it happens, it'll be magical, I'm not knocking it, here's to the magic |
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When it happens, it'll be magical, I'm not knocking it, here's to the magic |
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Heat, flame, embers - it can be magical |
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Heat, flame, embers - smoking, smoking |
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Heat, flame, embers - it can be magical |
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Heat, flame, embers - smoking, smoking |
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Fire keeps burning up, fire keeps burning |
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When it happens, it'll be magical, I'm not knocking it, here's to the magic |
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When it happens, it'll be magical, I'm not knocking it, here's to the magic |
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(repeats out...) |