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By Blue Oyster Cult, I'm out of my place I'm out of my mind
I'm
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By Blue Oyster Cult, Bleached by the sun
And scorched by the moon
If I make
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By Blue Oyster Cult, She went down to her house by the water
To hide
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By Blue Oyster Cult, With a purposeful grimace and a terrible sound
He pulls the
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By Blue Oyster Cult, Too wild to care, you got animal stare
You can't stay
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By Blue Oyster Cult, Raise your can of beer on high and seal your
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By Blue Oyster Cult, That night her kiss told me it was over
I walked
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By Blue Oyster Cult, Deep in the heart of germany
Lucy clutched her breast in
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By Blue Oyster Cult, They held their heads with laughs of pain
They learned
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By Blue Oyster Cult, I had this bitch you see
She made lies to me
Her
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By Blue Oyster Cult, Are you ready, Steve? Aha.
Andy? Yeah! Mick? OK.
Alright,
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By Blue Oyster Cult, Come with me, ready or not
You got to jump to
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By Blue Oyster Cult, So grab your rose and ring side seat
We're back home
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By Blue Oyster Cult, I have this feeling that my luck is none too
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By Blue Oyster Cult, Home in the valley
Home in the city
Home isn't pretty
Ain't no
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By Blue Oyster Cult, Ooo cagey - what you got?
What you got there
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By Blue Oyster Cult, I plot your rubric scarab
I steal your satellite
I want your
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By Blue Oyster Cult, My heart is black, and my lips are cold
We got
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By Blue Oyster Cult, My heart is black and my lips are cold
Cities on
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By Blue Oyster Cult, ( - Larry Gottlieb - Jason Scanlon - )
Tomorrow soon
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By Blue Oyster Cult, You said you'd be here at a quarter to five
I
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By Blue Oyster Cult, It was one of those things you don't quite see
I
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By Blue Oyster Cult, Blood of bat, tail of newt
Wing of metal, bone of
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By Blue Oyster Cult, Oh yeah
I spent ten years, half my life
Just getting ready,
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By Blue Oyster Cult, Don't turn your back, danger surrounds you
Don't turn your back
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By Blue Oyster Cult, Dance on fire with me babe
The flames ain't gonna stop
Come
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By Blue Oyster Cult, Out of the smoke at the dawn of man
Out of
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By Blue Oyster Cult, Eye Of The Hurricane
Sometimes I let it take me like
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By Blue Oyster Cult, ( - G. Winter - )
At the stroke of midnight
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By Blue Oyster Cult, From the dust I rose on high
Thunder cloud in a
