she's morphine, queen of my vaccine

Do you know where the wild things go?
They go along to take your honey, la, la, la
Break down, now weep,
Build up breakfast, now let's eat
my love my love, love, love, la la la
 
She may contain the urge to run away
But hold her down with soggy clothes and breezeblocks
Germolene, disinfect the scene
 
she's morphine, queen of my vaccine,
my love my love, love, love la la la
 

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