| You shock me
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| You fuck me
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| You wrong me
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| I can hear you up the stairs, entering my place
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| How are you gonna milk me this time?
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| I was blinded by the sun yesterday
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| Staring into it, staring into it, staring into it
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| Everyone’s the wiser
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| And they’re telling me to lose you
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| But I’m turning on to the idea
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| Of having you on your back, laughing at my face, while my shrimp is getting
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| bigger
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| And I’m waiting just to poke you
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| You shock me
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| You fuck me
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| You wrong me
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| I get love from everyone but you
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| I get love from everyone but you
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| I get love from everyone but you
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| I can hear you up the stairs, entering my place
|
| How are you gonna milk me this time?
|
| I was blinded by the sun yesterday
|
| Staring into it, staring into it, staring into it
|
| Everyone’s the wiser
|
| And they’re telling me to lose you
|
| But I’m turning on to the idea
|
| Of having you on your back, laughing at my face, while my shrimp is getting
|
| bigger
|
| And I’m waiting just to poke you
|
| Oh, oh, oh
|
| Oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh, I can hear you up the stairs entering my place
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| Oh, oh, oh, I can hear you up the stairs entering my place
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| I get love from everyone but you
|
| Oh, oh, oh
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| I get love from everyone but you
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| I get love from everyone but you |