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It's time (time).
I get that feeling,
That kinda feeling
That makes me go swinging.
I go down,
Downtown,
Where all the people
They go to get their fill in.
Say love (love).
What's love?
Always searching
But never get to finding.
Pain (pain).
What's pain?
That little shiver
When your booties start shaking.

Fun (fun).
What's fun?
A little cutie
Wrapped in your tongue.
Now drink (drink).
You drink.
Oh keep sippin'
‘Til you can't even think
No more (more).
You want more?
Keep pushing it
You're gonna get sore.
And pain (pain)
More pain?
A side order
With a tall glass of shame.

When you get that feeling,
You feel like you're sinking.
And all your friends they see it,
But you can't believe it.

I got a vicegrip on you.
(I got a vicegrip on you.)
The kind you'll never break through.
(The kind you'll never break through.)
I'll play king; you'll play the fool.
(I'll play king; you'll play the fool)
You must abide by my rules.
I got a vice grip on you.

Tonight (night),
I'll be living.
Livin' it up
‘Til I stop breathing.
I'll leave.
Leave town,
Leave to where the drive
Makes my feelings go
Wild (wild).
How wild?
Wild enough
‘Til I feel like flying.
Now (now).
So near.
Go ahead child
The path's so clear.

When you get that feeling,
You feel like you're sinking.
And all your friends they see it,
But you can't believe it.

I got a vicegrip on you.
(I got a vicegrip on you.)
The kind you'll never break through.
(The kind you'll never break through.)
I'll play king; you'll play the fool.
(I'll play king; you'll play the fool)
You must abide by my rules.
I got a vice grip on you.

I got a vicegrip on you.
(I got a vicegrip on you.)
The kind you'll never break through.
(The kind you'll never break through.)
I'll play king; you'll play the fool.
(I'll play king; you'll play the fool)
You must abide by my rules.
I got a vice grip on you.

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