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Intro
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My love is like a powder keg in the corner of an empty warehouse
Somewhere just outside of town
About to burn down
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My love is like a Cuban plane flying from Havana
Up the Florida coast to the 'Glades
Soviet made
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Our love is like the border between Greece and Albania
Trucks loaded down with weapons
Crossing over every night
Moon yellow and bright
There is a shortage in the blood supply
But there is no shortage of blood
The way I feel about you baby can't explain it
You got the best of my love