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Singing along with your favourite song |
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You pull the covers around |
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I pay the price you know I sacrifice |
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You kick my head out of bounds |
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If I get set up, you get het up |
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Slow down |
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It's such a disgrace |
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but then we're so chaste |
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Baby |
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You've got your 8mm going |
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for your private showing |
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You never cease to astound |
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And readin' next week's papers |
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so you're wise to all the capers |
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You ain't a queen |
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but you still wear the crown |
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If I get set up, you get het up |
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Slow down |
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It's such a disgrace |
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but then we're so chaste |
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Baby |
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You just a baby |
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Gunna leave me just a take me..... away.... right now.. most definitely(?) |
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Singing along with your favourite song |
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You say I don't fit the mould |
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You're disillusioned but with no regrets |
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You've made my coffee go cold |
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If I get set up, you get het up |
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Slow down |
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It's such a disgrace |
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but then we're so chaste |
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Baby |
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You just a baby |
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Gunna leave me just a take me..... away.... right now.. most definitely(?) |
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My coffee's gone cold (oh baby) |
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My coffee's gone cold (oh baby oh baby) |
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My coffee's gone cold |
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My coffee's gone cold |
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My coffee's gone cold |
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My coffee's gone cold |
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My coffee's gone cold |
