| Gonna get in your mind, one fine day
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| Gonna figure you out, one fine day
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| Dear Lord, maybe I should stay away, stay away
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| Little lost, little blind, blind with temptation
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| Tell me something, do I make you feel the way that I do?
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| I been uptight, you got me right, I’m back into my groove
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| Keep me bumpin', give me something that I could get used to
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| I’m a fire, gotta keep me lit all night, all night, they say
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| And they say my heart will bleed
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| But it doesn’t matter to me
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| 'Cause your love is so nasty
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| Boy, yeah yeah yeah
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| In the dark, I’m living the dream
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| When you pull up behind me
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| Like a mixer, whipping that cream
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| Boy, yeah yeah yeah
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| Every night, club tights, touch your face
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| Every night I try to find out what’s on your brain
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| Dear Mama, help me know just what to say
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| 'Cause I don’t wanna be blind with temptation
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| Tell me something, do I make you feel the way that I do?
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| I been uptight, you got me right, I’m back into my groove
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| Keep me bumpin', give me something that I could get used to
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| I’m a fire, gotta keep me lit all night, all night, they say
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| And they say my heart will bleed
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| But it doesn’t matter to me
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| 'Cause your love is so nasty
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| Boy, yeah yeah yeah
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| In the dark, I’m living the dream
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| When you pull up behind me
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| Like a mixer, whipping that cream
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| Boy, yeah yeah yeah
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| You hit me late night asking, «Can I come over?»
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| Put you on replay in my mind, all slumber
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| I’m wide awake, my body shakes and shivers
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| I’m a fool, I guess 'cause I text you yes
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| Even though my friends, they say
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| And they say my heart will bleed
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| But it doesn’t matter to me
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| 'Cause your love is so nasty
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| Boy, yeah yeah yeah
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| In the dark, I’m living the dream
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| When you pull up behind me
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| Like a mixer, whipping that cream
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| Boy, yeah yeah yeah |