Sick things
par Alice Cooper
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Sick things in cars rotate around my stars
Sick things, my things, my pets, my things
I love you
Things, I see as much as you love me, you things are heavently when you come worship me
You things are chilled with fright for I am out tonight
You tell me where to bite, you whet my appetite
I eat my things
What love it brings
Come here, my things
Don´t fear my little things
Sick things in cartridge tapes my stars
Sick things, play things, pretty things, pretty things, my things
Sick things, my things, my pets, my things
I love you
Things, I see as much as you love me, you things are heavently when you come worship me
You things are chilled with fright for I am out tonight
You tell me where to bite, you whet my appetite
I eat my things
What love it brings
Come here, my things
Don´t fear my little things
Sick things in cartridge tapes my stars
Sick things, play things, pretty things, pretty things, my things