She's hungry, hungry for life
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Every bound and ban cuts like a knife
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She's willing to break down the walls
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When the night-time falls
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Blue moonlight, she's wide awake
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Every breath of the dark makes her shake
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In silence she's slipping away on a moonlight's ray
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Hot night, there's loving and spite
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In the lanes and in the alleys, darkness and light
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Hot night, the good and bad's so close together
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The Beauty and the Beast, saints and demons--kisses and bites
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The Beauty and the Beast in the dead of the night
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He's longing, longing to stray
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Leaving back all the yesterday's clay
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Right down where the streets have no names
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The winds were never tamed
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Together they're taking to flight
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Hand in hand through the maze of the night
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Don't follow the Will-o'-the-wisp in the shadow's mist
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Hot night, there's loving. . .
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The Beauty and the Beast. . .
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The Beauty And The Beast
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| Stormwitch |
