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[Verse 1]
I would cut my legs and tits off
When I think of Boris Karloff and Kinski
In the dark of the moon
It made me dream of Nosferatu
Trapped on the isle of Doctor Moreau
Would not it be lovely
[Verse 2]
I was thinking Peter Lorre
When things got pretty gory as I
Crossed to the Brandenburg Gate
I was feeling snappy perhaps I’d been napping
And I had just ate
A following heart can tear you apart
On a midnight to 8 shift
[Verse 3]
A graveyard romance can only give one chance
As the tombstones weave and breathe
Feeling happy when my heart got beating
On a Sunday afternoon
[Verse 4]
I dreamt of breezes going through the treeses
And stars were still illumed
I have three hearts that I keep apart
Trying to relate
To normal feelings and the nightime reelings
And some absynth drunk so late
[Verse 5]
The cook got drunk and all the whores they shrunk
Onto the size of dessert plates
But me, I am happy cause I got my little nappy
And some opium to set me straight
I am just a small town girl who wants to give it a whirl
While my looks still hold me straight
[Verse 6]
Straight up to illusion and fantasy’s fusion
Of reality mixed with drink
I am just a small town girl who is going to give life a whirl
Looking at the Brandenburg Gate
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