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Who is it tonight, Doctor Jekyll or Mr.

The spins,
when I pull the Websters the third row,
from the right,
and this is the chemicals grow,
is where reactions flow,
the dictionary chemical cookbook was meant to hook you me.

Would you please take off your lab coat, kiss me as we roll every chemical.
Would you please put on your shoes? 'Cause I'm sick of dancin' alone.

Who is it tonight, Jekyll or Mr. Hyde?

Two hints lust, then I mix some charm a dash of wits.
Add some good looks and then, the door and dim the lights.
(This finally be the night)
where the dictionary chemical cookbook will hook you into me.

Would you please take off your lab coat, me as we roll through every chemical.
Would you please put on your dance 'Cause I'm sick of dancin' alone.

Stolen you worked for,
love was lost but to remember,
left side, left suicide.

Please take off your lab coat and me as we roll,
please put on your dance shoes and join me in waltz.

Would you please take off lab coat, kiss me as we roll through every chemical.
Would you put on your dance shoes? 'Cause I'm sick of dancin' alone.

take off your lab coat, kiss me as we roll,
please put on your dance shoes I'm sick of dancin' alone.