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Underworld - Trim |
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He-he-heat in your skin |
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pull up a chair and unwind |
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dog we don't share |
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the taxi left us behind |
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silhouette of a psychic reader in the market |
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and the straw wrapped around a bottle to take home |
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barbeque chicken oil in a drum, double strong wrong |
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here comes the horn you call for |
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woman in a box with her head in her box |
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speaks french when spoken like a tourist french |
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hey classic coca-cola in a can when you wanna cool down |
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heat, she move up the street in waves |
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sugar, sugar, clear your mind leave it all behind |
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get in the boat and float |
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join in on a high spot and ride, ride |
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put on some smile |
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stay for a while |
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heat, she move up the street in waves |
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sugar, sugar, clear your mind leave it all behind |
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get in the boat and float |
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join in on a high spot and ride, ride |
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put on some smile |
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stay for a while |
