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They took my baby from me without slight,
crept through the secret shadow of the night.
The cackling laughter, it often haunts my dreams.
I called my baby, she was at the show.
The smell of whiskey on the microphone.
Girlfriends conspired, they tore her love from me.
They left that night, it would forebode.
Two cars were poised on a perilous road.
The wreckage suggested there was no pain at all.
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I feel it, I feel it - At least I think I do
I feel it, I feel it - Or maybe baby it was you
I feel it, I feel it - It's coursing through my bones
I feel it, I feel it - It left me all alone
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She didn't care how high she had to fly,
she was gonna leave the ground.
You were just a lead balloon, trying to hold her down.
She's a grizzly bear in wolf's clothes, still you took a chance...
I said no, her name was Vengeance.
Late one night, the anteroom. The curtains airy unveiling the moon.
I had to leave, I couldn't stay away.
Left that night, she kept her poise.
No doubt enchanted she was by the modern boys.
She couldn't leave, oh no not me.
Intrepid as the kidnapper was,
Detective O'Leary found little of cause.
The ransom was nothing, a note left just for me.
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