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5 stars, late night |
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Fine clubs down town |
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My nose full tank |
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Few pills around |
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Costume national suit no tie |
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Edward Green shoes, my style |
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Less Jekill and more Hide |
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And my Evil on my side |
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Pure, no soda |
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My perfume, Vodka |
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My limit, coma |
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Just watching me in my falling down |
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And let's frolic into the crowd |
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Hi Suzy How long? |
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Hi Colette what's wrong? |
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The Gucci sand, too strong? |
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Just follow me, in my falling down |
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And let's cruise into the ground |
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Dance floor, my size |
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Steps violent in and out |
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I'm spreading like the Bee Gees |
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Just watching me, in my falling down |
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And let's stretch until the dawn |
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Turbulence whisky |
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On my cloud |
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Mayday mayday it's very loud |
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Now Kelly wants it, to flee somewhere |
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Wanna go private, well hell is mine |
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And I'm cruising in Champaign |
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******* bless my ******* |
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Suck my domain |
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Drain my sustain |
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Sex Kamasutra is falling down |
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That just has touched the ground |
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Ha Yeah? |
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I'm a Saint. |
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Sex Kamasutra is falling down |
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Sex Kamasutra is falling down |
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Sex Kamasutra is falling down |
