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I'm going down to the place tonight |
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To see if I can get a taste tonight |
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A taste of something warm and sweet |
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That shivers your bones and rises to your heat |
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I'm going down to the place tonight |
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The damp and hungry place tonight |
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Should all the stars shine in the sky |
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They couldn't outshine your sparkling eyes |
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But it's so hard to be the one |
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To touch and tease and to do it all for fun |
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But it's too much for a young heart to take |
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Cause hearts are the easiest things you could break |
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And I talk to the filth and I walk to the door |
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I'm knee deep in myself |
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But I want to get more of that stuff |
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Of that stuff |
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Some candy talking |
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Talk |
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And I want |
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And I want |
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Some candy talking |
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Some candy talk |
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I love the way she's walking |
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I love the way she's talking |
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It's just the way she's walking |
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It's just the way she's talking |
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And I need |
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All that stuff |
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Give me some |
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Of that stuff |
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I want your candy. I want your candy |
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And I need |
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Give me some |
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Of your stuff |
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Give me some |
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I want your candy. I want your candy. |
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I want your candy. I want your candy. |
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I want stuff |
