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I saw a werewolf with blood on his hands Walking through the streets of SoHo in the rain He was looking for the place called Soul Kitcken Where all the players are Howlin' Wolf on the radio I said, ah-wooo, werewolves of London Ah-wooo, werewolves of London Ah-wooo, werewolves of London And I said You hear him howling around your kitchen door Well, you better not let him in You see a little old lady got eaten late last night She was doin' the werewolves of London again I said, ah-wooo, werewolves of London Ah-wooo, werewolves of London See I said, ah-wooo, werewolves of London Werewolves He's a hairy-handed gent all wrinkled up and bent And lately he's been seen to touch himself You better stay away from him, he'll rip your lungs out, Jim Huh, and I'd like to meet his tailor I said, ah-wooo, werewolves of London Ah-wooo, werewolves of London Ah-wooo, werewolves of London Ah-wooo, werewolves Draw blood Yeah, draw blood When I saw Lon Chaney, he was walking with the Queen He was doin' the werewolves of London You know I saw Oscar Wilde He was walking with his Queen And you know he was doin' the werewolves of Dublin I saw a werewolf drinkin' up at the Blue Light And all his hair was perfect I said, ah-wooo, werewolves of London Ah-wooo, werewolves of London Ah-wooo, werewolves of London Werewolves Ah-wooo, werewolves of London Draw blood Ah-wooo, werewolves of London Ah-wooo |