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I like the way you cross the street |
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'Cause I'm precious |
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Moving through the Cleavland heat |
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How precious |
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You're taking nights and all the kicks |
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You're so precious |
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But you know I ain't shittin' bricks |
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'Cause I'm precious |
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Make me burn |
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Make me wanna |
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Make me make it |
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Oh so mean |
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He's picked at fifth and Euclid Avenue |
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Was real precious |
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Hotel, still and comin' into view |
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How precious |
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Pity that you bruised my hip |
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'Cause I'm precious |
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You shouldn't let your manners slip |
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You're too precious |
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Make me burn |
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Make me wanna |
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Make me make it |
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Oh suck |
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We were bound, bound, bound, bound to show it |
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We want to do it, do it, do it, do it on the pavement |
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Maybe, maybe I'm going to have a baby |
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We want to do it, do it all night |
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I was feeling kind of ethereal |
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'Cause I'm precious |
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I got my eye on your imperial |
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You're so precious |
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Now, Howard the Duck and Mister Strausbow Straid |
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Precious |
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Trapped in a world that they never made |
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But not me, baby, I'm too precious |
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Fuck off! |
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Make me burn |
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Make me wanna |
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Make me make it |
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Oh so mean |
