Black Licorice Grand Funk Railroad

Whooo ... wheee!

You there, comin' up the stair, the feelin' is ice-blue cold
Shake, it's more than I can take, I'm startin' to lose control
Watch out, what's that noise, there's somebody at the door
It must be Black Licorice, she come back to make me cry some more

Time, ain't on my side, I'm losin' it more each day
Licorice, licorice
She's got evil in her eyes, and catnip is her taste
Licorice, licorice
She wraps me up in her slender legs, her hot black skin to mine
Licorice, licorice
Ple ... ple ...please, don't touch me, oh, I know I'm dead this time

Oh, oh, yeah ... Licorice, yeah, Black Licorice
Licorice, licorice
Licorice, yeah, Black Licorice
Licorice, licorice
Licorice, Black Licorice
Licorice, licorice
Licorice, yeah, Black Licorice

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