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a vampire, babe, suckin' blood from the earth; I'm a vampire, baby, suckin' blood from the earth. Well, I'm a vampire, babe, sell you twenty barrels worth. I'm a black bat, babe, bangin' on your window pane; I'm a black bat, baby, bangin' on your window pane; Well, I'm a black bat, babe, I need my high octane. Good times are comin', I hear it ev'rywhere I go; Good times are comin', I hear it ev'rywhere I go. Good times are comin', but they sure comin' slow.
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