Now, when the day goes to sleep
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And the full moon looks
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The night is so black that the darkness cooks
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Don't you come creepin' around
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Makin' me do things I don't wanna do
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Can't believe that you need my love so bad
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Come sneakin' around tryin' to drive me mad
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Bustin' in on my dreams
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Makin' me see things I don't wanna see
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'Cause you're da Green Manalishi
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With the two prong crown
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All my tryin' is up all your bringin' is down
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Just takin' my love then slippin' away
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Leavin' me here just tryin' to keep from followin' you
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The Green Manalishi (With The Two-Prong Crown)
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| Fleetwood Mac |
