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There is a jaguar outside my door Stretched out and purring, waiting for more Strange shade of stone, deep cat-eye green No way to escape, no one hears my scream He's come here so often, Just when I'm alone, I can't help the longing of Bill Wendman moans. | |
He's a Jaguar. | |
Outside my door, stretched out and purring, waiting for more. | |
Strange shade of stone, deep cat-eye green, no way to escape, no one hears my scream. | |
He's a Jaguar. | |
He's a Jaguar He's come here so often just when I'm alone I can't help the longing of you anymore. |