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Freaks in Love Tiny freaks in love I quiver in convulsions Arm in Arm And the thoughts in my head And the stains on the bed At night don't seem so pathetic Tiny freaks Tiny freaks in love I hear 'em scratching on the mattress Arm in Arm in Arm Ch: And you crawl down the stairs With your tongue full of hair And you know that you're going to regret it Everyone looks the same Every arm every vein But at night it ain't so pathetic It's beyond me Get away. From Letras Mania