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There's something about her eyes when she stares |
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Nothing penetrates, seems she doesn't care |
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There's something about the way she moves her lips |
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When she talks to me it feels just like a kiss |
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There's something that she does me that |
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I can't explain |
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But when she does what she does, oh my |
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God It's like oh my |
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God, here we go again, here we go again |
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She's so complex |
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She's got me in this voodoo hex |
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She's so complex |
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I'm so perplexed |
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I guess it's the sex |
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There's something about the way she sighs |
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When I look into her eyes |
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I swear I want to die |
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There's something about the way she moves around |
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When she picks her clothes back up from off the ground |
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There's something that she does me that |
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I can't explain |
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But when she does what she does, oh my |
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God It's like oh my |
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God, here we go again, here we go again |
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She's so complex |
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She's got me in this voodoo hex |
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She's so complex |
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I'm so perplexed |
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I guess it's the sex |
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Smooth like the hi from champagne |
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Nothing's plain a pain |
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I can't explain |
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She gets in my veins and she makes me tweak |
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She's got class for days, and ass for weeks |
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She makes me wait before |
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I peak Can't figure out her moods like a rubix cube |
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I'm all confused, don't know what to do |
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Tied up in knots whether |
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I like or not |
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That look on her face when we hit the spot |
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She's so complex |
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She's got me in this voodoo hex |
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She's so complex |
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I'm so perplexed |
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I guess it's the sex |
