I think I met you on the seventeenth floor
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When I stood on Margot's window sill
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Or maybe it was in the Crimean war
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When I lost my middle finger
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I really don't love you
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It just looks that way
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Radio lover meets serial killer
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He says it's inevitable
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She says call me Grace
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I think I met you on the mental ward
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You watched me juggle my life
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Or maybe it was in some naphthalene story
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Roman candles and wine
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I think I met you on death row
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Somewhere in Louisiana
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Or maybe it was at Heathrow
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You were flying to Cancun
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I think I met you at Graceland National
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I was the one torching the bike
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Or maybe it was at the abattoir
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I was the one with the knife
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Grace
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