Music Box

Eminem

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    Yeah
    Yeah, girl
    Can you hear that? It's playing our song
    Are you sleepy? Take a nap
    You're not afraid of the dark, are you?

    You hear the beat as it makes ya not want to go to sleep
    I knock on Dakota's door; it's locked, so I go to creep
    'Round the back with binoculars, not 'cause I wanna peep
    But because I'm hungry, she smells like tacos, I wanna eat
    Visions of hot chocolaty marshmallows, all so sweet
    With sugar plums; oh, look
    Here comes Marshall, he's on your street
    He's placing hot, smoldering charcoals beneath your feet
    Now walk on 'em; he's dancing with carcasses cheek to cheek
    Like a Thanksgiving turkey, a holiday ham
    Cinnamon sprinkled on toast, strawberry marmalade jam
    Flavor my favorite graham crackers with JonBenét Rams'
    I guess a modern-day Jack the Ripper is all that I am

    (My music box)
    'Cause when the lights are off, I see the girl's asleep
    (My music box)
    But I can hear you, my love, you keep calling me
    (My music box)
    Although we're worlds apart, you mean the world to me
    (My music box, my music box)
    So once you call, I come, I will answer
    (My music box)
    'Cause when the lights are off, I see the girl's asleep
    (My music box)
    I hear my music box playing a song for me
    (My music box)
    So won't you twirl around and do a whirl for me?
    (My music box, my music box)
    And would you be my private little dancer?

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    I almost look comatose; who wants to be sober? Gross
    I foam like a Doberman, mouth open, I overdose
    Put coke up my nostrils in both my holes, then I plug my nose
    My pupils quadruple in size, eyes are so bugged, I know
    I put on my mother's makeup, get naked and run around
    Wavin' the gun around, I think I'm down to a hundred pounds
    There's thunder, I wonder how come it rains, but the sun is out?
    The devil's upset with his wife, they must be sluggin' it out
    I must be buggin' the fuck out, but what the fuck about?
    Voices are leading me up to the attic, I love my house
    They pull and they tug my blouse, the sound of a music box
    Comes from inside a toy chest, but what do I do? It's locked
    I pick it and open it, but it's stuffed full of human parts
    I dig 'til I find it, I wind it up, and the tune just starts
    It's playing a song, so beautiful, and the room is dark
    The moon is full, I smell a funeral, guess I'll loom in the park

    (My music box)
    'Cause when the lights are off, I see the girl's asleep
    (My music box)
    But I can hear you, my love, you keep calling me
    (My music box)
    Although we're worlds apart, you mean the world to me
    (My music box, my music box)
    So once you call, I come, I will answer
    (My music box)
    'Cause when the lights are off, I see the girl's asleep
    (My music box)
    I hear my music box playing a song for me
    (My music box)
    So won't you twirl around and do a whirl for me?
    (My music box, my music box)
    And would you be my private little dancer?

    I'm fixated on asphyxiatin' and breakin'
    This little chick's neck like a Pixy Stick
    The sick, Satan-worshippin' bitches get horse whippings
    I'm in the back, through the back door slippin'
    Through the crack, leavin' the corpse drippin'
    The mortician of love, sent from above
    Forced entry, the more wenchy the more stingy I become
    Been doing this for more than a quarter-century, I'm just numb
    Am I dreaming, is it real? Someone pinch me on the buns
    The time has come to tie her up, gotta roll me the ladder
    I've had enough of the chatter
    Climb up to the window, look at her
    Then climb in slow to shatter her brain matter and batter her
    With a bat; a matter of fact, that will splatter her
    But before I do that, I'll have a chat to flatter her
    Give her two compliments back to back, like " Tabitha
    I'm your secret admirer, I'm back to ravish ya
    So strong is your fight, but you're no match for Dracula "
    Prolonging her plight as I go back to stabbin' her
    Dismember her limbs, simple as that: Cadaver her
    Zoom in with the lens, then pan back the camera
    Stand back, 'cause here comes your man Jack, so Pamela

    (My music box)
    'Cause when the lights are off, I see the girl's asleep
    (My music box)
    But I can hear you, my love, you keep calling me
    (My music box)
    Although we're worlds apart, you mean the world to me
    (My music box, my music box)
    So once you call, I come, I will answer
    (My music box)
    'Cause when the lights are off, I see the girl's asleep
    (My music box)
    I hear my music box playing a song for me
    (My music box)
    So won't you twirl around and do a whirl for me?
    (My music box, my music box)
    And would you be my private little dancer?

    Song details

    Composition: Dr Dre, Eminem, Batson Mark, Ammadeus, and Trev Jr

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