Shylock came for his pound
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He's got his own scales and everything
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Where is Portia now, the phone is diverting
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Shylock came for his pound
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The look on his face as she enters stage-left
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She sings him a song on the quality of mercy
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Here she comes, taking off those glasses
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Shaking that hair down, yeah here she comes
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In slow-motion, she's in slow-motion
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Now she's buying me time
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But just a stay of execution
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'Til the next drive-by when I fall like fallen lace
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But look now here she comes
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Taking off those glasses
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Shaking that hair down, in slow-motion
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She's in slow-motion, yeah here she comes
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Taking off those glasses
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How she's shaking that hair down
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Look now here she comes in slow-motion
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She's in slow-motion
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And how can I ever repay her
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Here She Comes
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Bell X1 |