What is it now, there's something I see in your face
Feel like a fox, hounds close at heels at the chase
Do I see blood in your eyes, babe?
Is it the end of the race?
Hunted me out, sapped me of strength and of will
Showered affections, baited me, loved me until
My defences and cautions were gone, babe
And you did it just for the thrill
Tally-ho! Tally-ho!
Writer(s): John Whitney, Roger Maxwell Chapman
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