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She puts her lips to a bottle of cola. |
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I watch the kiss and it turns me on. |
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It makes me feel as though I am helpless there is nothing else. |
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She grabs my wrist and leads me through streetlights. |
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And locks her door behind my back. |
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Relax, relax and let these taxes of your reflex act. |
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Sway, so sway. You know you taste so good. |
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This is the night you are the fire. |
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Come on, come on, come on. |
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Sway, so sway. |
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And we melt into the floor as one. |
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I grab her hips and pull her in closer. |
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I close my eyes and it turns her on. |
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We press our skin and, though it resists, oh I slip inside. |
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I feel her breath, it slides down my neck |
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Yeah, yeah, we sweat to the rhythm that we make. |
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Make love. Hate yourself. But, baby, I'm all yours, yeah. |
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Sway, so sway. You know you taste so good. |
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This is the night you are the fire. |
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Come on, come on, come on. |
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Sway, so sway. |
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And we melt into the floor as one. |
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Make tonight stay. (We turn around again.) |
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Stay tonight right here. (We turn around again.) |
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Make tonight stay. (We turn around again.) |
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Stay tonight right here. (We turn around) |
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We give it all, we all just fade away. |
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We give it all, we all just fade away. |
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We give it all, we all just fade away. |
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We give it all, we fade away. |
