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Jezebel - Martin L. Gore
Jezebel
They call you Jezebel,
Whenever we walk in
You're going straight to hell,
for wanton acts of sin, they say
and that I'll have to pay
But I need you,
just this way
Jezebel
They call you Jezebel,
for what you like to wear
You're morally-unwell,
They say you'll never care for me
But what they fail to see,
is that your games
are the key
Open their eyes to the beauty
Open their hearts to the fun
Open their minds to the idea
that you don't own someone
Jezebel
They call you Jezebel,
whenever men walk by
They say that they can tell
the longing in your eyes is real,
and how you really feel
But they can't see
your appeal
O, Jezebel
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