We are the night,
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we'll tempt you and turn you on.
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Live in our hearts
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and play with your man.
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Oh these are your toys
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hold them and they'll obey,
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from blood into life
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thy still become your toys.
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This is your game
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in heaven in your bedroom,
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your chivalrous knight
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will save you tonight.
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They'll look for reasons again and again
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let them go,let them go let them go.
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You'll have your reason again and again
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for letting them go, for letting them go.
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Oh stand by the wall,
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wach as they shoot you down,
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from blood to stone
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they still become your toys.
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Your toys, your toys.
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TOYS
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| Spandau Ballet |
