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Down in your hole you look cold |
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I hear your voice like music like gold |
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Thy body so white |
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Thy hair so black |
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Thy mouth so red |
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Suffer me once to take you my way |
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The moon is a virgin but she can't turn away |
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Suffer me twice I'll come back for more |
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I will taste of thee |
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Thy body |
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Thy core |
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Daddy my dear you're on fire |
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I'll give you a dance just grant my desire |
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My king you shake |
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You need to watch through silver veils |
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And I'll dance for you |
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The way you want me to |
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Like this |
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Now bring me the head of that ivory-pale boy |
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He ain't no saint till I've taken my joy |
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All the treasure in Palestine will never replace |
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That strong, strong head |
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Contemptuous face |
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On that silver shield you look cold |
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We meet once again just as you were told |
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Now I bite down on hot wet lips |
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But you don't cry out |
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Now I'm riding the head of that poison-pale boy |
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He ain't no saint till he's tasted my joy |
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All the treasure in Palestine will never replace |
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That strong, strong head |
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Contemptuous face |
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Strong, strong head |
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Unconquerable face |
