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Walk into the room with that curious grin |
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Ain't nobody need to know the actual shape I'm in |
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But oh, who'm I kiddin' but me |
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Call you on the phone, I got nothin' to say |
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Put my lips a little closer and stand there anyway |
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'Cause oh, who'm I kiddin' but me |
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But oh, who'm I kiddin' but me |
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I hang from my desire |
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Like a rope swing from a tree |
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I kick a little higher |
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Singin' I Shall Be Released |
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But oh, who'm I kiddin' but me |
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Oh, who'm I kiddin' but me |
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Ooh, ooh, ooh |
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The devil's in the details |
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Call you on the phone, I got nothin' to say |
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Put my lips a little closer and stand there anyway |
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'Cause oh, who'm I kiddin' but me |
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You smell like sweet magnolias |
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And Pentecostal residue |
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I'd like to get to know ya |
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And shake the holy fire right out of you |
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But oh, who'm I kiddin' but me |
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Oh, who'm I kiddin' but me |
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Ooh, ooh, ooh |
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The devil's in the details |
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The devil's in the details |
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The devil's in the details |
