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Well you bit my lip and drew first blood |
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And warmed my cold, cold heart |
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And your wrote your name right on my back |
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Boy your nails were sharp |
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Don't stop |
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Honey don't stop |
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Don't stop |
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Baby don't stop |
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Well I love your screams of passion |
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In the long hot summer night |
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But you pepper me with poison darts |
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And twisted in your knife |
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Don't stop |
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Honey don't stop |
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Don't stop |
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Baby don't stop |
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Well the only thing I ask of you |
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Is to hand me back some pride |
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Don't you dump me on some dusty street |
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And hang me out to dry |
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Ah, Don't stop |
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Honey don't stop |
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Baby don't stop |
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Baby don't stop |
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Ah Honey |
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I'm losing you |
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I know your heart is miles away |
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There's a whisper there where once there was a storm |
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And all that's left is that image that I'll find a way |
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And some memories have tattered as they've torn |
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Don't stop |
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Don't stop |
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Baby don't stop |
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Baby don't stop |
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Honey Honey (don't stop) |
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Baby don't stop |
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Baby don't stop |
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Come on honey don't stop |
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Play on baby |
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Don't stop |
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Baby baby don't stop |
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Ah honey don't stop |
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Don't ya stop |
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I know I got ya some picture that I filed away |
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Honey don't stop |
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Don't you stop |
