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I'll take you to my sister |
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and I'll put her in your hand. |
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You see these two lips of mine |
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and you just might understand. |
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And I'll speak for you slowly, hey |
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I know that you got high babe |
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on your way through the day. |
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Well if you're hoping for a free ride, |
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hell there's room in mine |
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and if you're searching for a devil |
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we can take our time. |
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I wear the wings of the bird now, |
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I drag them on the floor |
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and you're kissing me like a kitty cat, |
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electricity in your fur. |
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And you hear a baby crying in the other room |
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and I got a black eye too |
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but they're not from you. |
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Well if you're hoping for a free ride, |
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hell there's room in mine |
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and if you're searching for a devil |
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we can take our time. |
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Well if you're hoping for a free ride, |
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hell there's room in mine |
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And we can love for the sake of the little one |
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and his hazel eyes. |
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And if I only have a moment left |
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in this whole life, |
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I'll take the bread of the fairytale |
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and I'll spill his wine. |
