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Texty: Motorhead. Claw.

Watchin' you, watchin' me
I was hopin' you'd be here tonight
Watchin' him, watchin' you
He'd better watch out too
He keeps gettin' in my light

I think he's goin' overload
Don't know what you're runnin' for
He thinks he's got you where he wants you, babe
But he don't understand the power of the claw
The claw, the claw, the claw

You know me, I know you
We both know what we came here for
And he thinks he knows you
He thinks he's got you too
Gonna make him cry for sure

He's goin' to have to make his own way home
I don't know what is he smiling for
He thinks you're gonna keep your promises, babe
But he don't understand the power of the claw
The claw, the claw, the claw
The claw, the claw, the claw, the claw

Me walkin' up to you
And whisper in your eager ear
You whisper back to me
And he begins to see
He feels the claw is near

And so the ballet starts again
Exit stage left through the door
And we begin the horizontal dance
And he begins to know just what the claw is for
The claw, the claw, the claw
The claw, the claw, the claw, the claw

The claw, the claw, the claw
The claw, the claw, the claw
[Incomprehensible]

You know just what the claw is for
You know just what the claw is for
You know just what the claw is for
I know what my claw is for