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Some people say |
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That oysters make you come on strong |
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But I don't buy it |
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I don't believe my diet turns me on |
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Won't take no pills |
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That's the last thing that I need to do |
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I can't deny it |
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My aphrodisiac is you |
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Alright, I could sniff some powdered rhino horn |
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And go to bed in rubber gloves |
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But I don't need no stimulation |
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Potions, balms or embrocation |
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I'm in love, in other words |
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Don't smoke no grass |
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Or opium from old Hong Kong |
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That hubble bubble, just makes me see you double |
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All night long |
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Don't waste my time |
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With Spanish fly and roots to chew |
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They 'cause me trouble |
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Because my aphrodisiac is you |
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Alright, I could sniff some powdered rhino horn |
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And go to bed in rubber gloves |
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But I don't need no stimulation |
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Potions, balms or embrocation |
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I'm in love, in other words |
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Some people like |
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To read the first |
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But I don't need it, I think if I should read it |
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I'd be worse |
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Don't ask me why |
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Because baby, I ain't got a clue |
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I just concede it |
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My aphrodisiac is ahh you |
