Well I'm the crawling king snake, and I rule my den.
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I'm the crawling king snake, and I rule my den.
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You don't mess with my mate; gonna use her for myself.
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Come crawling 'round the window, grass is very high.
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Keep on crawling till the day I die.
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Crawling king snake, and I rule my den.
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You better give me what I want; gonna crawl no more.
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Come a crawling, baby, crawling round your door.
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See anything I want, gonna crawl on your floor. Let's crawl.
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And I rule my den.
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Come on, give me what I want; ain't gonna crawl no more.
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Not for a while.
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Come on crawl.
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Come on crawl.
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You get on your hands and knees, baby
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Crawl all over me.
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Just like the spider on the wall
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We gon' crawl.
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Well I'm the crawling king snake, and I rule my den.
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Call me the crawling king snake, and I rule my den.
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Don't mess with my mate; gonna use her for myself.
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Crawling King Snake (Live At Madison Square Garden, New York, 1970)
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| The Doors |
