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You've got me pretty deep baby Can't figure out your watery love Got to solve your mystery You're sitting it out in heaven above. Lyrics reproduced with permission. I did you no wrong I did you no wrong Going out of my head. All other uses are in violation of international copyright laws. Holidays in the Sun alternative mix Hey babe I love you I love you I love you. Body Screaming fucking bloody mess Not an animal It's an abortion.
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