| I’ll take you sleeping up the street
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| I’ll take you very softly
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| I’ll take under the parking light
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| I’ll hold you very softly
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| Just like a soul, your face will shine
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| even though your mind’s been blown
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| was the type of love, a much better kind
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| when you were on your own?
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| You are taken, going down,
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| way down to Blood City
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| you are taken, going down,
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| through the bloody red eyes of Blood City
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| Look above you for the sky is black
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| and the asphalt is blue
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| throw yourself right down on your back
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| and look at me for what to do
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| I don’t take what is given to me
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| I just take it from the land
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| was the type of love a much better kind
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| when you were with another man?
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| You are taken, going down
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| right down to Blood City
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| you are taken, going down,
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| through the bloody red eyes of Blood City
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| I’ll take you sleeping up the street
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| I’ll take you very softly
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| I’ll take you under the parking lights
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| and hold you so softly
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| just like a soul, your face will shine
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| even though your mind’s been blown
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| was the type of love, a much better kind
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| WHEN YOU WERE ON YOUR OWN!!!
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| You are taken, going down
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| right down to Blood City
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| you are taken, going down
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| through the bloody red eyes of BLOOD CITY! |