| This is how I built my wife.
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| Brought a dead body to life.
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| With the soul of a gypsy queen,
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| And the brightest eyes that I ever seen.
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| Gave her two murderous hands,
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| And two legs with the devil’s dance.
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| At last gave her half of my heart,
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| To make sure that we would never part.
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| There must have been a mix up along the way.
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| I must have made a mistake.
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| Now listen closely to what I’m gonna say
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| If you cross me, I’ll cut you.
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| There must have been a mix up along the way,
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| I must have made a mistake.
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| Now listen closely to what I’m gonna say,
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| If you cross me, I’ll cut you.
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| One morning when I woke,
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| To the blackest cloud of smoke.
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| Seems the neighbors had conspired,
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| To bring my house down with fire.
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| Just my luck, my devil bride.
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| Found her lovers arms to hide.
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| I brought you into this world.
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| I will take you out, baby girl.
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| There must have been a mix up along the way,
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| I must have made a mistake.
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| Now listen closely to what I’m gonna say,
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| If you cross me, I’ll cut you.
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| There must have been a mix up along the way,
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| I must have made a mistake.
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| Now listen closely to what I’m gonna say,
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| If you cross me, I’ll cut you.
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| There’s a noise in the basement,
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| Where I built the replacement.
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| There’s a head on the bedpost.
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| Of the one that I loved most.
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| There must have been a mix up along the way,
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| I must have made a mistake.
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| Now listen closely to what I’m gonna say,
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| If you cross me, I’ll cut you.
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| There must have been a mix up along the way,
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| I must have made a mistake.
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| You weren’t supposed to know how to run away.
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| If you cross me, I’ll cut you.
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| If you cross me, I’ll cut you. |