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Her skin silken torcher |
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Eyes sharp and mean |
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Moves like a cat |
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Waitin' to sink in her teeth |
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Glides through nighttime crowds |
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She's on the midnight prowl |
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This is dangerous Love |
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Don't touch, she's on your heels |
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Dangerous Love |
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What she got, well it ain't real |
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She lives off emotion |
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Thrives on defeat |
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Hungers for passion |
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Look out it's time she feeds |
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Cuts you down to size |
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A walking suicide |
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Dangerous Love |
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Don't touch, she's on your heels |
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Dangerous Love |
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What she got, well it ain't real |
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Whispers of light move away |
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Ties you all up you've nothing to say |
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Don't touch, she's on your heels |
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Dangerous Love |
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What she got, well it ain't real |
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dangerous love |
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Don't touch, she's on your heels |
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Dangerous Love |
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What she got, well it ain't real |
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dangerous love |
