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Spike heels and skin tight jeans |
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I've got a fistful of love that's coming your way baby |
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Spike heels and skin tight jeans |
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I've got a fistful of love that's coming your way baby |
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Spike heels and skin tight jeans |
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I've got a fistful of love that's coming your way baby |
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I'm hanging on a wire |
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Spike heels and skin tight jeans |
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I've got a fistful of love that's coming your way baby |
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Come baby, come you know what I mean |
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And the drum beats rising higher |
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Bang goes my self control |
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I've got your name on my face |
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Your face on my mind baby |
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Come baby, come |
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Graffiti my soul |
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We should be getting it on |
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Fly DJs playing my song |
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Why don't you take me head on? |
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We should be getting somewhere |
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Some kind of cool an affair |
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Don't act as if you don't care |
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You dream of touching me |
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Your kisses taste of cyanide |
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And that's no good for me |
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An open hearted suicide |
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Ain't my philosophy |
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A walking talking mannequin |
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And never questions anything |
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I've got to say |
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No more explanations |
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You're never gonna know |
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You killed my reputation |
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I've come to help you know |
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No more conversation |
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On top of the world |
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Dangerous occupation |
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Talking to a girl |
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I'm complicated |
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And I celebrate it |
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Not entertaining |
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But you're fascinated |
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I'm complicated |
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And I celebrate it |
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Don't entertain it |
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But you're fascinated |
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(And nothing more) |
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Dance if you want till the dirty is done |
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Cos we're stars at the dead of the night but |
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If you're looking for romance, there's a chance |
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Reflecting the sun then I'm gonna put up a fight |
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Dance if you want til you fall out of space and |
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Crash in the back of the car |
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But if you wanna have my keys and my cash |
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Don't push my love too far |
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I'm hanging on a wire |
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Spike heels and skin tight jeans |
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I've got a fistful of love that's coming your way baby |
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Come baby, come you know what I mean |
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And the drum beats rising higher |
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Bang goes my self control |
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I've got your name on my face |
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Your face on my mind baby |
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Come baby, come |
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Graffiti my soul |
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Come baby, come |
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Graffiti my soul |
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Baby come baby, come |
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Graffiti my soul |
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And the drum beats rising higher |
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Bang goes my self control |
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I've got your name on my face |
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Your face on my mind baby |
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Come baby, come |
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Graffiti my soul |
