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La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-yeah
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Sweet little vine creeping up your spine
She got just the right sparkle in her big blue eyes
You got her little fairy voice
Floating through your head all the time
She's a white lace virus
That's controlling your mind
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 trust you
When you are dead
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 true
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?