I know it
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It's a shame
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A shame I can't show it
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And I see it
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I can see it now
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But I'm so far below it
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Don't wanna
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Don't wanna talk about it
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I say why not?
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Don't wanna think about it
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I say there's got to be some good reason
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For your little black backpack
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Up, smack, turnaround he's on his back
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And
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Don't wanna tango with you
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I'd rather tangle with him
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I think I'm gonna bash his head in
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And this shouldn't concern you except that
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Just don't expect to get your bloody black backpack back
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I feel you
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Yes I can
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What about that don't you understand?
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I sense you
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It's something sensual
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But it's less than I planned
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Don't wanna
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You're trying to find a reason for the way you feel tonight
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Your mind is lined with layers of lead
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Have you heard one thing that I've said?
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Little Black Backpack
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Stroke 9 |