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Sylvia |
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Miscellaneous |
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Pillow Talk |
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Pillow Talk |
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Sylvia |
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I, I, I, I, I |
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Hey, baby, let me stay |
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I don't care what your friends are 'bout to say, ah-ah |
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What you friends all say is fine |
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But it can't compete with this pillow talk of mine |
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You can't find love on a one way street |
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It takes two to tangle, takes two to even compete, oh, yeah |
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So boy, just put that stop sign down |
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And let's get together before the day runs us down |
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I'm pleading to you now |
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Hey, baby, let me try |
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To be the one's who's gonna light your fire, ha-ha |
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What you friends all say is fine |
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But it can't compete with this pillow talk of mine |
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Ooh, I don't wanna see you be no fool |
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What I'm teachin' you tonight, boy, you'll never learn it in school, oh, no |
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So friends who tell me wrong from right |
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I'll ask to borrow their pants some cold and lonely night |
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Ooh, hey, baby, let me be |
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The one who turns you on from A to Z, ha-ha |
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What you friends all say is fine |
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But it can't compete with this pillow talk of mine |
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Ooh...baby |
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Ooh, baby, la-la-la-la-la-la-la |
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Ah...would you, baby |
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Would you, baby, la-la-la-la-la-la-la |
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I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I |
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Uno momento por quito |
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Uno momento por quito |
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I, I, I, I |
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Nice daddy, nice daddy, nice daddy |
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I, I, I, I |
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Oh, my God |
