| Death orders a drink, «Something pink with cherries
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| And a sugar rim,» he says
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| «And make sure it’s sweet»
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| He grabs his wallet from his shirt pocket
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| And two gold teeth clink in his empty glass
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| He rattles them and laughs
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| An older woman in a stained sundress
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| Sits down right next to Death and says
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| «You got some fucked up eyes, but they seem wild»
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| Death takes off his glasses and smiles
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| As she flashes a big bag full of blow
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| Saying, «Tonight's so slow
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| Wish this place would explode»
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| He says «I
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| Yeah, I am not your kind»
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| (Come on, baby, let’s have some fun)
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| You’ll see (Come on, baby, let’s have some fun)
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| And you’ll see
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| When you see me in the light
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| (Come on, baby, let’s have some fun)
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| You’ll see me in the light (Come on, baby, let’s have some fun)
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| Hey
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| He puts his glasses back on, sees a lightning bug blinking
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| Flipping around in her hair
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| He flicks it on the bar and stares
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| She says, «I never see these things
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| Not around here, not this time of year»
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| Then she drowns it with her beer
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| Death’s face lights up as she plucks
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| Each of its struggling wings and says
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| «I hear they’re all dying, city light’s too confusing»
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| Death’s crooning
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| Yeah, I am not your kind
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| (Come on, baby, let’s have some fun)
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| You’ll see (Come on, baby, let’s have some fun)
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| And you’ll see
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| When you see me in the light
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| (Come on, baby, let’s have some fun)
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| You’ll see in the light (Come on, baby, let’s have some fun)
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| Hey
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| He looks at her dress and thinks about wearing it
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| Tearing its seams and stretching it on his fat body
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| 'Til the stain settles over his heart
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| But there’s other relics in the trunk of his car
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| Countless years of collecting, keeping his favorites close
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| This filthy flower-print dress would fit in nice, though
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| He drains his cosmo and says
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| «It's been a pleasure, but you gotta know»
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| I am not your kind
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| (Come on, baby, let’s have some fun)
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| You’ll see (Come on, baby, let’s have some fun)
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| And you’ll see
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| When I feel that it’s your time
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| (Come on, baby, let’s have some fun)
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| When I feel it’s your time (Come on, baby, let’s have some fun)
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| And what she said echoes
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| (I'll be in the bathroom waiting) As he drives away, woo
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| (I'll be in the bathroom waiting) Fly squirming in a web, yeah
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| (I'll be in the bathroom waiting) As he drives away
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| (I'll be in the bathroom waiting) Puts a blonde wig on his head
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| (I'll be in the bathroom waiting) As he drives away
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| (I'll be in the bathroom) Laughing like a pig squeals
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| As he turns around |