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La-la-la-la-la-la-la-yeah
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Sweet little vine creeping up your spine
She got just the right sparkle in her big blue eyes
Yeah

You got her little fairy voice
Floating through your head all the time
She's a white lace [bad word] That's controlling your mind
Yeah

Love is a temple, yes - a higher law 
But do you remember
How we use to walk while on your bloody knees you crawl?

You spend your nights in church or all alone
To ease her pretty head 
Maybe she will finally [bad word] you
When you are dead
Yeah

That little vampire is sucking you dry
That little vampire is sucking you dry
That little angel...

And while you're busy trying not to make her cry
That little vampire is sucking you dry
That little angel...

That little vampire is sucking you dry
She is a ... 

You got your ship pointed straight and [bad word] To her star
I know you can't reach my hand so i'm screaming
From afar

You try to stop her worrying machine 
But it's going full tilt 
Will i still be your best man
Now that the beans are spilt?