| These Hands |
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These are the hands of a demented circus clown
Outside I'm laughing but inside I'm really wearing a frown
I see you laughing at me
But baby in my dreams
Its quite a different scene
Chasing you through the night with my hands oh virginess
Funny how everything seems to make me colliette
I find I'm laughing at you
And if you are turning blue
Ha ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha
Ho ho ho |
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