| Hunt you down under disco lights
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| Sweaty bodies held each other tight
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| Smoke machines, air full of noise
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| Picked the one that seemed the best choice
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| Like a kid in the candy shop
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| Looking at the lollipops
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| But I ain’t no little girl
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| Hunting got me in a whirl
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| Keeping my eyes tight on the prey
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| Rule number one never pick the same
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| But pick a catch you can tame
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| All night long playing games
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| When you’re on the hunt no need for names
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| Keeping my eyes tight on the prey
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| On the walls of the motel
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| Funky flowers, immortelle
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| No one cares if you yell
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| When you howl your love spell
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| Keeping my eyes tight on the prey
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| Voracious love, voracious love
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| Voracious love, voracious love
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| The hunt is on, voracious love
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| The hunt is on, voracious love |