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I was thinking about parking the other night |
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We was out on a back road |
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Me and my baby was just getting right |
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All our systems on overload |
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Radio blasting in the front seat |
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Turning out the music fine |
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We was snuggled up in the back seat |
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Making up for lost time |
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Steamy windows |
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Zero visibility |
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Steamy windows |
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Coming from the body heat |
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You can wine and dine with a man all night |
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With good intent |
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But there is something about a confrontation on a back road |
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Breaks down the defense |
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Steamy windows |
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Zero visibility |
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Steamy windows |
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Coming from the body heat |
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Steamy windows |
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Ain't nobody can see |
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Steamy windows |
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Coming from the body heat |
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There's a sound outside the front door |
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And I know that's just the wind |
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And it makes him snuggle up just a little bit closer |
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And start things happening again |
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Steamy windows |
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Ain't nobody can see |
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Steamy windows |
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Coming from the body heat |
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Steamy windows |
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Zero visibility |
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Steamy windows |
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Coming from the body heat |
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Steamy windows |
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Steamy windows |
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Steamy windows... |
