Origin: Let It Snow
Let Her Rave

Oh the state of her soul is frightful,
But her presence, so delightful
As we dance in this evil Cave:
Let her rave! Let her rave! Let her rave!

She doesn't show signs of stopping --
I can feel my hip joints popping:
But I'm her adoring slave:
Let her rave! Let her rave! Let her rave!

When I saw her across the room,
I found myself rendered mute;
I could sense that dark evil loomed,
But evil was never this cute!

My free will's dissipating
While we are still gyrating;
Her attention is all I crave:
Let her rave! Let her rave! Let her rave!

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