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I will dine you and refine you

Take you to the moon

Then shower you with diamonds

from the Blow

I don't care about her

Another whore in the morgue

I heard my name on the radio

There's a ripper on the street

What a carve up

What a slice up

What a bloody mess

There's thirteen girls on the rippers dead mans chest

I don't care about her

Another whore in the morgue

I heard my name on the radio

There's a ripper on the street

Ever since Peter was a little boy

He had a funny thing about hammers

He said mummy when I grow up

I wanna grow a beard and kill lost of birds with me hammer

Ever since Peter was a little boy

He had a funny thing about hammers

He said mummy when I grow up

I wanna grow a beard and kill lost of birds with me hammer

Ha!

You sold me your body

Your carcass belongs to me

I'm a human dustcart cleaning up the waste

I don't care about her

Another whore in the morgue

I heard my name on the radio

There's a ripper on the street

I don't care about her

Another whore in the morgue

I heard my name on the radio

There's a ripper on the street