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I wonder where you are tonight
Youre probably on the rampage somewhere
You have been known to take delight in gettin in somebodys hair
And you, you always had the knack, fade to black
Bet you already made a pass, I see a darkened room somewhere
You run your finger round the rim of his glass
And run your fingers through his hair
They scratch across his back, fade to black
Well , maybe its all for the best but I wish Id never been lassoed
Maybe, its some kind of test but I wish Id never been tattooed
Or been to Hell and back, fade to black