"I'm of the mind to make some mookie.
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phonebook..."
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The phone rings, it's Vicki callin'
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She wants me 2 come 2 the crib
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She says conversation's better than being lonely
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So I try my best to ad lib
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I told the joke about the woman
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Who asked her lover "Why is your organ so small?"
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He replied "I didn't know I was playin' in a cathedral."
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Vicki didn't laugh at all.
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[Chorus:]
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This is where she wants 2 be
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I am what she wants 2 see
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I never known a love so sweet
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Still I keep Vicki waiting...
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Alright
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All is well in Gotham City
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The sound of terror is all U hear
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Sometimes a pistol takes the place of her body
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Sometimes her body's here
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But U see when crime is your only love
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All that matter is the present, the here and now
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People, people, whatever floats this joker's boat
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Is whatever this joker will bang
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[Chorus]
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Oh yeah
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Talk of children still frightens me
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Is my character enough 2 be
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One that deserves a copy made?
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This I one day, hope 2 see
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Until then she's held at bay
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By my animal-like persistence
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Or maybe she's just 2 proud 2 say
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That fate (fate) brought us together
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And this is where she wants 2 stay
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[Chorus 2x]
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All is well in Gotham town
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This is where she wants 2 be
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I am what she wants 2 see
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I've never known a love so sweet
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Still I keep Vicki
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Still I keep Vicki
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Still I keep Vicki waiting (waiting)
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Aha aha
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Still I keep Vicki
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Still I keep Vicki waiting
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This is where she wants 2 be
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Vicki Waiting
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