I see him standing silhouetted
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In the lamp-light
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I cross the street
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And I quicken my pace
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He cups his hands and he
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Lights a cigarette
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I find myself in the bones of his face
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It's just the night in my veins
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Oh
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Making me crawl in the dust again
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It's just the night
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Under my skin
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Slipping it in
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He's got his hands in my hair
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And his lips everywhere
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Oh yeah
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It feels good
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It's alright
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Even if it's just
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The night in my veins
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He's got me up against the back of a
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Pick-up truck
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Out of sight of the neon and glare
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We might as well be on a beach
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Under the moonlight
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Love's language reads the same
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Anywhere yeah
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It's just the night in my veins
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Oh
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Making me crawl in the dust again
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It's just the night
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Under my skin
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Slipping it in
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He's got his chest on my back
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Across a new cadillac
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Oh yeah
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It feels good
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It's alright
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Even if it's just
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The night in my veins
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Even if it's just the night in my veins
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I've got my head on the
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Kerb and I can't produce
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A word
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Oh year
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It feels good
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It's alright
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Even if it's just
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The night in my veins
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It feels good
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It's alright
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Even if it's just
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The night in my veins
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Even if it's just
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The night in my veins
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It feels good
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It's alright
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Night In My Veins
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The Pretenders |