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Eaten By The Monster Of Love
(ADon't let it get me, don't let it get me, etc.) AWell, it's Saturday night and EI'm still free And F#mI ain't never Dgonna be. AEaten by the Emonster of Alove It's hard to fight it Eoff much more I F#mhear it drooling Dby the door. AEaten by the Emonster of Alove
It ain't a Dpretty sight to Esee the way it Aleaves 'em It chews them Dup and spits out Ecreatures with those F#mGoo-gooy-ey Eeyes, F#msick sickly Esmiles, F#mit just isn't Eright
And my father said "don't worry, son" But look at him, he should have run. Eaten by the monster of love Well, it's worse than war, it's worse than death There ain't too many left who ain't been. Eaten by the monster of love Buy a dog and that might help Sometimes, though, a dog gets grabbed and eaten by the monster of love Eaten by the monster of love Let it huff, let it puff Eaten by the monster of love I hate to gripe, but I just ain't the type (Don't let it get me, don't let it get me, etc.) I know some really good, good people Overcome, and piece by piece they were Eaten by the monster of love Sometimes it takes a nip at me But I'm too quick to ever be eaten by the monster of love   by: José Duarte jtduarte1@gmail.com