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I'm kinda open to what you want |
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A penny fortune for your thoughts or whatever else you'll whisper in my ear |
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I call you up to be so heard |
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I was allowed to be absurd you were the last and best of all |
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I had, I swear |
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I kinda like you in my soul |
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I kinda like you for my selfish ways |
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I kinda wonder what makes you tick inside |
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A blurry vision of what you want |
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A thousand words rush through my thoughts but only one will make the light dim like it does |
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I know it can't be right by the darkest side of your sound too old to feel this way, too young to get away |
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I kinda like you in my soul |
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I kinda like you for my selfish ways |
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I kinda wonder what makes you tick inside |
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I kinda like it when we get close when you're around |
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I lose my self control |
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I kinda like it when you are wrapped in tight |
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Dance for me, seductively |
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I'll touch from your lips to the corners of your hips the words have been spoken, the battle's been broken |
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I kinda like you in my soul |
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I kinda like you for my selfish ways |
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I kinda wonder what makes you tick inside |
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I kinda like it when we get close when you're around |
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I lose my self control |
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I kinda like it when you are wrapped in tight |
