I used to live in a voodoo city, Where every little thing had it’s own secret life.

by WildChild

I might be washing up the dishes
And the kitchen might say,
“Hang around baby baby, hang around baby baby,
Hang around baby we’ll be baking a cake for you.

I used to live in a heartbeat city

I swear I’d fall in love every minute on the street.

You might be walking around the corner
And our eyes might meet.
Where you been darling darling? Where you been darling darling?
Where you been darling darling we’ve been holding this moment for you.

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