Well, the witches stare with their limbs a statues up in the window Call me the with the crooked crescendo But I
Devotees dance the Dancing moms on the a tabernago on the long But I follow
Because mine, she's mine mine, all mine Yeah, she's mine,
Midnight mood across the parking I fled the fire like a and spark upon Zoo the dark She was waiting there for me
She knows that my are empty As I go pass, her a envy And I have to fumble in the dark For my
I she's mine, she's mine mine, all mine Yeah, mine, mine
The pupils gathered in the Around the [Incomprehensible] of cars And for that leaders words But his words didn't much sense
His mouth is out of fist today 'Cause in his tongue is in a southern swagger And I they all, the people gather But worn in a trance
And she's mine, she's She's mine, all Yeah, mine, mine
I was strong the quarter canes Toss my soul to the flames Where all my heroes have slain Exiled or put in
Because they rose the mess And because their opposed the fading Because they spoke of else When everybody else
The music the space between The in the prophecies Nobodys the steed in the sand
She looks at me so And I it all too seriously But it all a flee to me And me understand
That she's mine, mine She's mine, all Yeah, she's mine,
Yeah, she's mine, all All mine, all Yeah, she's mine, yes, Oh,
Yes, mine, yeah, mine Yeah, Yeah, mine