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Seems like the moon is full |
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And yet its only noon |
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A sweet familiar taste |
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Consumes me back to you |
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Back to you |
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I'm being taunted |
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Constantly tested |
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Skin and flesh are power invested |
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(It's all about sex) |
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Prehistoric intellectuals |
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(It's all about sex) |
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Cover up and hide the animal |
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Loss of control and I feel it |
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Starting to sweat, I will I won't |
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Every inch of my skin giving orders |
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Attack, I will, I will |
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I want my sex in a jar |
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I'll take it wherever I go |
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I want my sex in a jar |
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I need it wherever I go |
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God has created man |
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Beyond her wildest dreams |
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A bad machine will not admit |
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That he's a bad machine |
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A life's obsession in evil attire |
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I oughta touch you and burn in the fire |
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(It's all about sex) |
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Prehistoric Intellectuals |
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(It's all about sex) |
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Covered and hide the animal |
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Everybody got the animal |
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Everybody got the animal |
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I want it, I need it |
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Saturday night is everyday |
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All day, All day |
