Baby Eyes

Go, go, go!
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 Year of the rat, last of the litter
 Somebody shot the babysitter
 They say my middle name is Danger
 The kind you keep away from strangers
 I say, "Woah oh oh oh-oh"
 I'm out of control
 Oh baby, when I see your pretty face
 I say, "Woah oh oh oh-oh"
 God rest your fucking soul
 'Cause baby, baby, I was born to kill
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 I pulled the trigger for the shooting stars
 I am a motor in your crashing car
 I am the cherub in the Arab spring
 I am the bullet in your magazine
 I say, "Woah oh oh oh-oh"
 I'm out of control
 Oh baby, when I see your pretty face
 I say, "Woah oh oh oh-oh"
 God rest your fucking soul
 'Cause baby, baby, eyes
 Oh baby, baby, eyes
 Oh baby, baby, I was born to...
 Kill