| The day rolls in, the night rolls out
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| Desire rules without a doubt
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| The heart beats fast, you salivate
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| And when you come it won’t be late
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| I guess by now you got the score
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| A little taste you want it more
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| From San Antonio to Marrakesh
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| Yeah when the night comes
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| Every body’s gotta have FLESH
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| You got me all soakin’wet
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| FLESH — the only thing that’s worth the sweat
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| From the day that Eve did Adam
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| Down to Romeo and Juliette
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| Everybody gotta have…
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| The prince of lust has met his match
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| The witch has brewed her baddest batch
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| His sword is sharp and hard as stone
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| Her cauldron begs for one more bone
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| And so my love, this story’s told
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| From modern times to days of old
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| From Boston Mass to Bangladesh
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| Yeah, when the night comes
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| Everybody’s gotta have FLESH
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| It’s got me all soakin’wet
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| FLESH — the only thing that’s worth the sweat, yeah
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| From the Mississippi River
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| To the highest mountain in Tibet
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| Everybody gotta have…
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| FLESH — you got me all soakin’wet
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| FLESH — the only thing that’s worth the sweat
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| FLESH — you got me all soakin’wet
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| FLESH — the only thing, the only thing, the only thing
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| From a suvie in a Rickshaw to a bimbo in a pink Corvette
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| Everybody gotta have… |