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Shoot you down in love! |
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Oh, mama |
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Listen up! |
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I walk the streets at night |
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And what is this I see? |
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I spy me a working girl |
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Staring back at me, yeah |
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I wasn't waiting long |
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But there's one thing I know |
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Ooh, that girl was working hard |
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At putting on a show, yeah |
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It's fuel to my fire |
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It's burning me up |
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I need to shoot, shoot |
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Shoot you down in love, yeah |
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Shoot, shoot |
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Take you down, down in love, yeah |
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The evening's getting late |
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I got nowhere to go, uh! |
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Ooh, you know I like the sound |
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Of being all alone |
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It's fuel to my fire |
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It's burning me up |
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I need to shoot, shoot |
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Shoot you down in love, yeah! |
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Shoot, shoot |
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Take you down, down in love |
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You're going down, yeah, yeah |
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Down, down, down, down! |
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Oh, yeah... |
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Oh, yeah... |
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Shoot, shoot |
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Shoot you down in love |
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Shoot, shoot |
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Take you down, down in love |
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You're going down |
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The evening's getting late |
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I got nowhere to go |
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C'mon! |
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Ooh, you know I like the sound |
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Of being all alone |
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No! |
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Shoot, shoot |
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Shoot you down |
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Shoot, shoot |
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Take you down, down in love |
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The evening's getting late |
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The evening's getting late |
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I got nowhere to go! |
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Shoot, shoot |
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Baby, I like the sound |
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How I love the sound |
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Of being all alone |
