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Buzzing like a locust, vibrating right out of my skin 
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Pounding on the butcher's wall, somebody come and let me in 
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There's a black haired woman carrying a rolling pin 
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But your man's got a secret but she knows where he been yeah, she knows where he been 

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And it'll be a long time 'fore the sun shines on Shank Hill Street again 

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You see, early in the morning, before the warm wind of the dawn 
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She saw thin man and a shadow make their way across the lawn 
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There was a rustle, was a razor and the whisper of a prayer 
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Then the rhythm of the mallet like a heartbeat in the air 

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And it'll be a long time 'fore the sun shines on Shank Hill Street again 

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With a handshake like a hammer and a suicide grin 
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That wooden door creaked open and the butcher-man let me in, yes like that he let me in 
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But I wasted not a minute, I was on him like a whip 
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For one last minute he'd feel that hot red drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip 

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And it'll be a long time 'fore the sun shines on Shank Hill Street again 

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