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It's the way they move, it's the skin tight dress |
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Nothing I can say that ain't already said |
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Turn out the lights, turn up the heat |
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We're going higher |
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They put a smile on your face, we all slave to love |
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Hits you like a hammer when you're already nailed |
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Slip down your shoes, pull down your hair |
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Whoa, desire |
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She's got the look (she's got the look) |
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Whoa, firing on all six |
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She's Miss Perfection (little Miss Perfection) |
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She'll tear your heart out |
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Nothing as dangerous as women and love |
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No there's nothing as dangerous as when love bites |
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Nothing on Earth can make you feel the way they do |
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No there's nothing as dangerous as women |
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Oh yeah |
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Women |
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Whoa, women and love |
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Throw down the rule books, love don't read or write |
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You don't stand a chance when her body talks |
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You've got the feeling, you've got to know |
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She's Miss Temptation |
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'Cos the body is willing and the spirit is weak |
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Oh you start to burn with the fires of sin |
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Down on your knees, crawling 'cross the floor |
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No hesitation |
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She's got the look... |
