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Who is it tonight, Doctor or Mr. Hyde?

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

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

Who is it tonight, Jekyll or Mr. Hyde?

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

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

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

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

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

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