.Meet me on the bottom, bring me my running shoes,
When I come out the window, we ain't got time to lose.
Well I ain't superstitious, but a black cat crossed my trail,
Don't brush me with my broom, Babe, I just might land in jail.
Well my right hand itchin', Babe, I get smothered by the .
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