Night descended
Like a blanket on a house,
Where I miss you, like a limb,
I close the curtains, shun the working and I,
Put your record on,
I put your record on
Oooh-oooh
I, the lonely tax collector,
Never had such a feeling,
Before you came and,
You descended, I amended and I needed like a hole in the head,
I needed like a hole in the head
Oooh-oooh etc.
You took me to the lion's den
You took me to the lion's den
You took me to the lion's den
You took me to the lion's den
You took me to the lion's den
You took me to the lion's den...

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