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Sometimes I couldn't care if you ran out of air oh no |
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You see my star kid groover's holding tight on the reins of my heart |
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It's a breeze she's a tease we were made for the trees |
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How I want her like this |
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How I love when she feeds me her Tingle |
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She's my mudhoney child as we dance on the waves on the street |
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You see my all time mover's boppin' hard from her head to her feet |
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It's a gas it's a treat not a hint of deceit |
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How I want her like this |
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How I love when she feeds me her Tingle |
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So so |
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Why do we always keep looking back |
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Feelin' joy feelin' pain we're exactly the same |
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I can't change what always remain oh no no no |
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So so |
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Why do we always keep looking back |
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Feelin' joy feelin' pain we're exactly the same |
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I can't change what always remain oh no no no |
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Subterranean spark won't you fill up the dark with your Tingle |
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Subterranean spark won't you fill up the dark with your Tingle |
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Subterranean spark won't you fill up the dark with your Tingle |
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Subterranean spark won't you fill up the dark with your Tingle |
