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First you take my heart |
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In the palm of your hand |
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And you squeeze it tight |
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Then you take my mind |
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And play with it all night |
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You take my pride |
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And throw it up against the wall |
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You take me in your arms baby |
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And bounce me like a rubber ball |
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I ain't complaining |
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What you're doing you see' |
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Cos this hurting feeling is |
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Oh so good for me |
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You take my name |
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And you scandalise it in the street |
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Oh anything you wanna do |
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Say it's alright by me |
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Then you turned me around |
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And make sweet love to me |
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So let me tell you |
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You sure look good to me' |
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Cos baby these things you're doing, believe me |
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They hurt so bad |
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But it's worth all the misery |
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Don't you know that it's hurts so good |
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Hurts so good |
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Ooh boy please don't ever |
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Take the heat off me' |
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Cos it would hurt even more |
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If you'd ever leave |
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Even though sometimes |
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It's hard to me to bear |
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I make myself hold on' |
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Cos it kills me I don't care' |
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Cos baby I don't want you to ever quit |
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Ooh, it ain't no good 'til it |
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Hurts just a little bit |
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Don't you know that it's hurts so good |
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Hurts so good |
