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I think I could like you |
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If you let me drive your car |
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I think I might want you |
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If you let me drive real far |
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I won't steal your keys |
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I won't try to be mean |
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Plus it might break you |
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Break you that might save you |
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I pray to the god who made you |
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I wouldn't break it |
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Couldn't take what isn't mine, 'Cause I like you |
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And I know it isn't right |
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Just go about your business |
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And pretend that I'm your wife |
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Plus I could feed you |
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Feed you 'cause I need you |
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I pray to the gods I can please you |
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I hold a fistful of money |
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Drag me down I reel you in |
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If you don't think I'm pretty |
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I understand |
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Just don't think you won't die |
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By a woman's hand |
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Plus I might hurt you |
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Hurt you, desert you |
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I pray to the gods I can burn you |
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Take to the road |
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Take me with you |
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Take to the road |
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Take me with you |
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Bring me, this thing me |
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I pray to the gods you can change me |
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Take to the road |
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Take me with you |
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Take to the road |
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Take me with you |
