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She'll slide you in, you taste the sin |
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She slowly gets inside your head |
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You feel her take control and she'll steal you soul |
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She's the devil lying in your bed |
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She's the |
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Lord of your things and it's no surprise |
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You're playing with loaded gun |
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She's a killer queen and she'll lick you clean |
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Then she'll spit you out when she's done |
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Devil woman, evil woman |
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He'll make you believe |
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L.A. woman, she's my woman |
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Brings out the devil in me |
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She got blood red lips and head trips |
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Leave a poor boy beggin' for more |
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When you get that itch ain't love a bitch |
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Now you need her just a little more |
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She's a soul taker a ball breaker |
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And boy she's gonna break you |
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She's gonna steal your heart steal your money |
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Laugh at you when she's through |
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Devil woman, evil woman |
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He'll make you believe |
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L.A. woman, she's my woman |
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Brings out the devil in me |
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Devil woman, evil woman |
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He'll make you believe |
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L.A. woman, she's my woman |
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Brings out the devil in me |
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Well, the way she'll do you |
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Things you ain't never seen |
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She can tear right through you |
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You can never leave |
