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Maggie the Cat
You can taste teh venon on her lips You can tear yourself up in her eyes But like a cobran in the summer sun She sheda the skin of her disguise She lives for danger, She'll talk to any stranger She's lookin' for trouble A lion 'taxer' could not 'tane' her She's got her after-hours enterage but they can't see The sharpness os her claws... She's running silent thru the night So if you see her on the prowl, You better You better betters watch your back Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com She's a wild girl in a heart-less town. She paints her eyes black cat black and wears denim head-to-toe Her claws are dipped in blood red blood her feline instincts take control... She's running thru the alleys While we're sleeping thru the night If you listen like an animal You can hear her cry: 'Turn the radio off, turn the radio off, turn the radio off, turn the radio off!' (Repeat chorus)
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