| Turn the lights off, turn the lights off
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| Your daddy better lock up his girl
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| Say a prayer boy, call on the cross
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| 'Cause you ain’t got no more when the music comes on
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| Board up the doors, the windows
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| And keep your crying under your breath
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| 'Cause I smell a drop of beer in a ten gallon tank
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| And I’m movin' in for the kill
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| Yeah, in the wild kingdom
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| You don’t live 'til you’re ready to die
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| You don’t live 'til you’re ready to die
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| You don’t live 'til you’re ready to die
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| You don’t live 'til you’re ready to die
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| Which one of you sons of bitches
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| Is going to make me feel alive?
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| Which one of you motherfuckers
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| Is going to get inside my heart
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| Is going to get inside my heart
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| Is going to get inside my heart attack? |
| Whoa
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| It’s a full moon, denim is tight
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| And my flannel shirt is freaking out
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| Run for you life, cover your eyes
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| I don’t want you to see me party this hard
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| I’ve got a bone to pick with
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| The morning sun and the first last call
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| But I didn’t put my hair in a pony tail for nothing
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| So if I’m going home alone I’m not going at all
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| Yeah, in the wild kingdom
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| You don’t live 'til you’re ready to die
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| You don’t live 'til you’re ready to die
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| You don’t live 'til you’re ready to die
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| You don’t live 'til you’re ready to die
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| Which one of you sons of bitches
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| Is going to make me feel alive?
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| Which one of you motherfuckers
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| Is going to get inside my heart
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| Is going to get inside my heart
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| Is going to get give me a heart attack?
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| Look away it’s too much to bear
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| I’ve been bitten by the party animal
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| Save yourself, save yourself
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| And tell my baby that I loved her so
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| Don’t cry, don’t cry
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| I gave the world one hell of a time and I
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| Don’t regret a thing
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| Except for the times that I got caught givin' in
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| Hey, hey, hey
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| I never thought it would take
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| I had thick blood and cynical skin
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| To where are you supposed to escape
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| When the creature is lurking inside you? |