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She traces her finger along his lips And smiles with satisfaction The poison leaves him paralyzed Just another fatal attraction She lures them in with her beauty And keeps them with her kiss She looks for those who no one knows A stranger they wouldn't miss A female Jack the Ripper But no one knows her name A hollow soul with a morbid goal Who plays a deadly game A widow of sorts with ice in her veins And all of your money she'll steal And when she's through I pity you There's nothing left but to **** One eye is green the other is blue So beware of the women you date I'll tell you this with only one kiss It will forever be too late I'm sorry dear, what do you mean? And why do you have that knife? No, sweatheart, I didn't mean you It just sounds like I mean my wife
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Jan 17, 2011
Jan 17, 2011 at 1:19 PM UTC
Kiss of Death
She traces her finger along his lips And smiles with satisfaction The poison leaves him paralyzed Just another fatal attraction She lures them in with her beauty And keeps them with her kiss She looks for those who no one knows A stranger they wouldn't miss A female Jack the Ripper But no one knows her name A hollow soul with a morbid goal Who plays a deadly game A widow of sorts with ice in her veins And all of your money she'll steal And when she's through I pity you There's nothing left but to **** One eye is green the other is blue So beware of the women you date I'll tell you this with only one kiss It will forever be too late I'm sorry dear, what do you mean? And why do you have that knife? No, sweatheart, I didn't mean you It just sounds like I mean my wife
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Jan 17, 2011
Jan 17, 2011 at 1:19 PM UTC
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