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Vendetta

 

Vendetta


If you came to rob me
Like a thief in the night
Do you think you'd scare me?
Do you think I'd faint?
You'd be surprised you'd be surprised
Ah heaven yeah

Behind the mirror
Of his wardrobe door
Stands Captain Barclay
And his regiment
Do you think he's frightened of the dark?
The uncertain gloom

'Cos I'll be with you little butterfly
Is that what I say?

Come into my parlour
Said the spider to the fly
Well I love to ask you
But I'm much too reticent
But I'm much too reticent, much too reticent
Ah heaven yeah

Sometimes I dream (sometimes I dream)
I'm not alone (I'm not alone)
But something in me (but something in me)
Steals the pillow (steals the pillow)
Ah steals the pillow, steals the pillow
Wh-hoo-hoo-hoo

'Cause it's my vendetta
Days are few
But I would pay much more for you
'Cause I'll be with you
You're a sweet chauffeur
Desperate men lead desperate lives
Don't breathe before the end arrives
They do a tip their hearts go burst
Their horses lame, their pistols rust

Well storm has broken
So no-one sails
But Noah's calling
Beyond the pale
Ah two by two by two by two
Wh-hoo-hoo-hoo

Sometimes I dream (sometimes I dream)
I'm not alone (I'm not alone)
But something in me (but something in me)
Steals the pillow (steals the pillow)
Ah steals the pillow, steals the pillow
Ye-hoo-hoo-hoo

'Cause it's my vendetta
Days are few
But I would pay much more for you
'Cause I'll be with you
You're a sweet chauffeur
Desperate men lead desperate lives
Don't breathe before the end arrives
They do a tip their hearts go burst
Their horses lame, their pistols rust

Don't raise no kids
Nor leave no cues
For folks to say
They look like you

All my fingertips have only stars

Is that what I say?

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