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I've been on tenterhooks, ending in dirty looks |
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List'ning to the Muzak, thinking 'bout this 'n' that |
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She said, "That's that, I don't wanna chitter chat" |
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Turn it down a little bit or turn it down flat |
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Pump it up when you don't really need it |
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Pump it up until you can feel it |
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Down in the pleasure center, hell bent or heaven sent |
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listen to the propaganda, listen to the latest slander |
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There's nothing underhand that she wouldn't understand |
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Pump it up until you can feel it |
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Pump it up when you don't really need it |
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She's been a bad girl, she's like a chemical |
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Though you try to stop it, she's like a narcotic |
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You wanna torture her, you wanna talk to her |
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All the things you bought for her, puttin' up your temp'rature |
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Pump it up until you can feel it |
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Pump it up when you don't really need it |
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Out in the fashion show, down in the bargain bin |
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You put your passion out under the pressure pin |
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Fall into submission, hit and run transmission |
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No use wishin' now for any other sin |
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Pump it up until you can feel it |
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Pump it up when you don't really need it |
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Pump it up until you can feel it |
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Pump it up when you don't really need it |
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Pump it up until you can feel it |
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Pump it up when you don't really need it |
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Don't really need it |
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Don't really need it |
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Don't really need it |
