| A woman’s voice can drug you
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| It happens all the time
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| You start up down the middle
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| End up parted on the side
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| Yes, a woman’s voice will drug you
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| And lead you all around
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| Way down, past the bus station
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| Where nobody should be hangin' around
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| Oh, sweet baby, stay right where you are
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| I just wanna get up and turn on the light
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| What’s so great about the dark?
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| Woman’s voice can drug you
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| She’ll be lookin' for the chance
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| If you’re lucky she might roll you like duct tape
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| You’ll be entwined in a modern dance
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| Yeah, a woman’s voice can drug you
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| Till you cannot feel your legs
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| Every syllable’s like an ocean
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| Every word a frozen lake
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| Oh, sweet darlin', you
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| Soon, we’ll both be eatin' cake
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| You let me know when enough is enough
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| When enough is enough
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| A woman’s voice can drug you
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| Like an AM radio
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| Yeah, like a motorcycle preacher
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| Like a Sunday far from home
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| Yes, a woman’s voice can drug you
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| Through a red light in the rain
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| From the top of De Longpre Avenue
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| To the bottom of the drain, okay
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| Oh, sweet baby, stay right where you are
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| I just wanna get up and turn on the light
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| What’s so great about the dark?
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| What’s so great about the dark?
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| A woman’s voice can drug you
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| And all your circuits gonna harm
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| You’ll put on that stupid cape and smile
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| Fly straight into the sun
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| Yes, a woman’s voice can drug you
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| So spend it while you can
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| Yeah, you may not believe me
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| But she used to call me senator
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| Just like Joan Crawford
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| She let me know who was the man
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| Oh, a woman’s voice can drug you
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| Right up off your feet, it’s glorious
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| Your wait just could be right over
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| Alright son, you go ahead and grab a seat
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| A woman’s voice can drug you |