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    The storm was blowing from the south
    The blood was running from your mouth
    I recall the music playing
    Couldn't hear what you were saying
    The cat was howling, yowling, wanting out

    You may not believe me
    Baby, when i tell you
    That i am mr. superlove

    The glass was shattered on the floor
    A hundred pieces maybe more
    I remember you were crying
    Just before you sent it flying
    The sirens sounding
    The pounding on the door

    You may not believe me
    Baby, when i tell you
    That i am mr. superlove

    Your clothes were lying on the chair
    Your face was hidden by your hair
    And all that i could think of then
    Was what it must have felt like when
    You were flying naked
    Headlong down the stairs

    You may not believe me
    Baby, when i tell you
    That i am mr. superlove

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