Ever since I was a little baby
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Had the devil on my mind
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Two dimensional Satan on the wall
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And the thread would start to wind
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Hold me closer
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Move aside Mr. Wilson
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Please move aside
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In the sand the circle getting bigger
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Till it all gets out of hand
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On the mountain.. let go of the angel
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And to my mom I ran
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Hold me closer
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Any day.. yesterday.. there's tomorrow to say
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Let's forget it anyway
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Can you try to understand...
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What's this mark upon my hand
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My nose was held shut and my mouth open
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With a spoon shoved down my throat
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One little piggy walking with a pumpkin
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And a mustard headed goat
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Hold me closer
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Please move aside Mr. Wilson
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Would you please move aside
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Hey Betty May, it's summertime in Jersey
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Don't you know the kids will freeze
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Please don't pop your eyes out for me deary
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Cause the man behind you sees
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Hold me closer
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Anyday... yesterday... there's tomorrow to say
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Let's forget it anyway
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Can you try to understand...
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What's this mark upon my hand?
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At the bottom of a box of five black markers
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Is a buried Swedish pen
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If at Thanksgiving... if you want to see me
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Then you better be my kin
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Hold me closer
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For the love of god, Mr. Wilson
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For the love of god
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Anyday... yesterday... there's tomorrow to say
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Let's forget it anyway
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Can you try to understand
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What's this mark upon my hand
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Would you sing a song for me
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'Cause I broke your rosary
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Smudge
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King's X |