Music, coat hand, thats good slamming
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Slamming cries down up my head
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Hockey sticks to my dead brother
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Look man, I don't want another
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Drop her a restuarant blouse
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Into his hotel house
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Feeling up the walls and then
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Covering his head
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Heard you tell him she was evil
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Grew up in a army crew
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Skeleton bad things and partners
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On the blankets that never move?
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The minute you would leave
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Our ??? just got up
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She was the loneliest baby
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She was the coldest baby
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Momma shakes on the highway
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In her tight white driving gloves
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Momma she was a demon
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She got the devil moving
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Her man on the pier said
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My fucking car's in their
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We could see her under water
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We could in the rearview mirror
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Music, coat hand, thats good slamming
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Slamming cries down up my head
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Hockey sticks to my dead brother
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Look man, I don't want another
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Drop her a restuarant blouse
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Into his hotel house
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Feeling up the walls and then
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Covering his head
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Caught a ride up to the desert
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Draw his body in the sand
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Boy had a pistol in his pocket
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Got hungry and ate his pants
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The birds know what that means
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Wait high in the trees
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They fly like helicopters
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They want the body
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Stretching, confused,
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Deep, deep, down, we're in his veins
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????
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??? up in his brains
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Taking ????
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?????
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Your voice can come in baby
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Aint go no choices left
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Restaurant Blouse
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| The Kills |
