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I feel like I've been blown apart, there are pieces here |
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I don't know where they go, I don't know where they go |
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Kiss me on my salty lips, I bet you feel a little crazy |
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But for me, we'll be famous on TV |
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Would it be my fault if I could turn you on? |
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Would I be so bad if I could turn you on? |
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When I kiss your mouth, I want to taste it |
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And turn you upside down, don't want to waste it |
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I jump up on you, you jump on me, you push me out |
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And even though you know I love you, I'd be inclined |
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To slap you in the mouth, when I kiss your salty lips |
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You will feel a little crazy but for me, I'll be famous on TV |
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Would it be my fault if I could turn you on? |
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Would I be so bad if I could turn you on? |
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When I kiss your mouth, I want to taste it |
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And turn you upside down, don't want to waste it |
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Would it be my fault if I could turn you on? |
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Would I be so bad if I could turn you on? |
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When I kiss your mouth, I want to taste it |
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And turn you upside down, don't want to waste it |
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Now, will it be my fault if I take your love and throw it wide? |
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You might restrain me but could you really blame me? |
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And you will feel you're blown apart, all the pieces there will fit |
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To make you whole and I know where they go |
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Would it be my fault if I could turn you on? |
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Would I be so bad if I could turn you on? |
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When I kiss your mouth, I want to taste it |
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And turn you upside down, don't want to waste it |
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When I kiss your mouth, I want to taste it |
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And turn you upside down, don't want to waste it |
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When I kiss your mouth, I want to taste it |
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And turn you upside down, don't want to waste it |
