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Hamlet fishin' in the grave thru custard bones and stuff he aint got no friend in there I believe our man's in love Hamlet's got a gun-now he wears a crucifex pow pow pow pow Hamlet moves so beautiful walking thru the flowers who are hing 'round the corners He's movin' down the street-now he likes the look of that cadillac pow pow pow pow Is this love some kinda love Now he movin' down my street and he's coming to my house crawling up my stairs Where for art thou baby-face where-for-art-thou pow pow pow pow Is this love Pow! He shoot it inside Don't let'em steal your heart away he went and stole my heart POW!! hey hey hey POW!! From Letras Mania