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Well, she'd like you to think she was born yesterday |
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With her innocent looks and her little town ways |
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When she smiles at me, she's got angels in her eyes |
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But I've seen how she moves and this girl really cooks |
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She taught me some tricks you can't learn in books |
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And I'm starting to think there's a devil there inside, oh yeah |
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Well, I'm not just a boy who believes what he sees |
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But she's got a kiss, bring me down to my knees |
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Over and over, I never get my fill, oh no |
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And she's tryin' to talk like she's pure as snow |
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She blushes a lot, but she'll never say no |
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When her motor is running, this girl don't sit still |
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The girl gets around |
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And she knows what she likes |
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I got what she needs, woo |
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And one of these nights |
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Yeah, we'll both make our moves |
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Yeah, we'll cover some ground |
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The girl gets around, around, around, around, around, around |
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Good God, this girl gets around |
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Wow, this girl gets around |
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She knows what she likes, huh |
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I got what she needs, ooh |
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And one of these nights |
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We'll both make our moves |
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Yeah, we'll cover some ground, woo |
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The girl gets around, around, around, around, around 'round 'round |
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Good God, this girl gets around |
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Yeah, she knows what she likes |
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And I got what she needs |
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Oh, one of these nights |
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Yeah, we'll both make our moves |
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Yeah, we'll cover some ground |
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The girl gets around, around, around, around, around, around |
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Good God, this girl gets around |
