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The Virgins lyrics : "Murder"

Shoot to kill
Don't injure me, no
Stale sheet slips

From her waist across her thighs

She cast the die on your plans

Chances on everything
You take your life in your hands


Wow murder the way she likes
Murder feels like
Murder the way she likes

Murder feels like

Lipstick smears

In the ashtray, oh
Could she
Be who she says, don't lie


She cast the die on your plans
Chances on everything

You take your life in your hands

Wow murder the way she likes

Murder feels like
Murder the way she likes
Murder feels like


I don't care what she's done, I love you, we gotta get you outta here! how do you know she's not gonna do the same thing to you?
$#&@ it


She cast the die on your plans
Chances on everything

You take your life in your hands

Wow murder the way she likes

Murder feels like
Murder the way she likes
Murder feels like


Well somebody did you dirty
Spilled your tears onto the street

Well your heels already hurt
As you disappear
Tips are coming from a snitch

Said he saw who did the deed
And they're turning up the heat
Crime wave stretches the beat

My shirt it clings to me because of you
I loved you I love you
Won't let them put this %#@! on you

Picked you right out of a lineup
I got money we could get away from here


Somebody did you dirty
Maybe it was me
Somebody did you dirty

Maybe it was me
Somebody did you dirty
Maybe it was me

Somebody did you dirty
Maybe it was me


She cuts the way she likes

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