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Some Call
It
Some call it danger
Some call it life
It’s eating us baby
With its fork and its knife,
As we strive for perfection
We’re still getting old
Before we know it
Our bones will be cold,
So come closer baby
Let’s do it up right
Let’s rock and let’s roll
Deep into the night,
Yeah some call it danger
Some call it life
It’s eating us baby
With its fork and its knife.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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