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Hey, little boy, is your mama home? |
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Did she go and leave you alone? |
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Oh, got a bad desire |
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Oh-oh-oh, |
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I'm on fire |
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Tell me now, baby, is she good to you? |
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Does she do to you the things that |
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I do?Oh, I can take you higher |
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Oh-oh-oh, |
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I'm on fire |
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Sometimes it's like someone took a knife, edgy and blunt |
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Put a six inch valley through the middle of my soul |
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Oh, at night |
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I lay at home with the sheets soaking wet |
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And a freight train running through the middle of my head |
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But you, you cool my desire |
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Oh-oh-oh, |
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I'm on fire |
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Sometimes it's like someone took a knife, baby, edgy and blunt |
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Put a six inch valley through the middle of my soul |
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Oh, at night |
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I lay at home with the sheets soaking wet |
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And a freight train running through the middle of my head |
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But you, you cool my desire |
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Oh, I'm on fire |