| I’m gonna douse myself in holy water
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| Got the fever inside
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| I’m gonna drown myself in holy water
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| Got the fever, it won’t die
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| Fact my love is stronger now
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| And my life is leaving jail
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| She’s got a love, it’s getting wide and bright
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| Concentric circles running to the American lite
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| It’s calling out now
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| Ha-ha, he-he, take that, baby, ha-ha, he-he
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| And then she zaps me with her keen, keen love
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| And then I rinse myself in holy water
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| Watch the fever rise
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| I wanna live beside my favourite daughter, yeah
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| My American lite
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| Sometimes I write a new song and I’m looking for approval
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| Does it sound like the elevators
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| Will it sound more of …
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| (We can’t come to the phone right now)
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| (But if you leave your name and number)
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| (We'll probably get back to you)
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| Probably get back to you
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| I stand outside
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| I put on my best phoney American accent
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| I cry «Let me in, let me in»
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| Ha-ha, he-he, take that, baby, ha-ha, he-he
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| And then she zaps me with her keen, keen love
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| Oh, I’ll drown myself in holy water
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| I watch the fever rise
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| And I will turn my face to watch the princess moon
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| Raising high above queen mother Earth
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| Take my life, take my life
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| Thatt my love is stronger now
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| Have lovers ever been before
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| Concentric circles running to the American lite
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| Calling out now
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| Concentric circles running to the American lite
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| Concentric circles running to the American lite
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| Concentric circles running to the American lite
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| Concentric circles running to the American lite
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| Concentric circles running to the American lite
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| Concentric circles running to the American lite
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| Circles running to the American lite
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| Concentric circles running to the American lite
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| Concentric circles running to the American lite |