It's Hell In The Morning To Look At You Lying In My Bed

ANother Morning After You Know I'm Wishing You Were Dead

Maybe Hit By A Truck, Rammed By A Train

You Must Be Crazy 'cause You're Driving Me Insane



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I'm Just Like A Devil

You're Just Like A Witch

You Only Like Me Because I Scratch Your Itch

I'm Too Much A Bastard, You Just Llike To Bitch

I'm Just Like A Devil, You're My Witch



I Drag My Ass Into Work, I Hate My Job, You Know My Boss Is Gay

You Wonder Why I Save My Dough

Then Wonder Why You Have To Pay My Way

I Should Give You Up, Walk Away I Know I Should

But The Fact Still Remains

You're Finger Licking Good



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In The Midnight Hour The Smell Of Love Filling Up The Room

I Keep My Horns Nice And Sharp To Keep You Quick On Your Broom

You Like To Raise Lots Of Hell

I Like To Lower The Boom



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