In her place one hundred candles burning
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As salty sweat drips from her breast
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Her hips move and I can feel what they're sayin', swayin'
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They say the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya, get...
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Black lipstick stains her glass of red wine
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I am your servant, may I light your cigarette?
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Those lips smooth, yeah I can feel what you're sayin', prayin'
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They say the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya, get...
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I beg to serve, your wish is my law
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Now close those eyes and let me love you to death
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Shall I prove I mean what I'm sayin', beggin'
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I say the beast inside me's gonna get ya, get ya, get...
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Let me love you too
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Let me love you to death
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To death
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Am I good enough,
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for you?
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Am I...for you?
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Am I good enough.
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for you?
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Love You to Death
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| Type O Negative |
