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pur your arms around my tights |
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cover your hair over my face |
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let me enjoy your lips |
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the glowing haze of lust |
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move your body with the rhythm |
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with the rhythm of passion |
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that allows us to forget |
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you are my last dream |
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unmerciful of being |
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golden feelings |
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in a cold world of steel |
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our bodies were light |
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darkness of the river |
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which one calls live |
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for the last time wanna be with you |
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before time turns us into dust |
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for the last time wanna feel you |
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before taken on a journey |
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by the storm of live |
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for the last time wanna be in you |
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for the last time wanna feel you |
