| There’s gonna be a yellow moon tonight
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| Don’t leave the light on Beads of sweat running down my face
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| You can catch them with your tongue
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| Colours run up and down your body
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| Every time you move
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| Every time, every time
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| Every time you move
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| When I kiss the pictures on your skin
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| Make me shiver with the fire
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| Let me kiss the pictures on your skin
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| A pair of eyes that stare across the room watching you breathing
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| Magic signs scratched inside a heart
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| Filled with your name
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| Colours run up and down your body
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| Every time you move
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| Every time, every time
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| Every time you move
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| When I kiss the pictures on your skin
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| Make me shiver with the fire
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| Let me kiss the pictures on your skin
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| The reds, the blues, the greens and the greys
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| All bleed their colours through a sweaty haze
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| And we slide like a serpent on silky sheets and that twist and turn
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| Forever and ever and ever
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| Soft as a butterfly, stings like a bee
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| Soft as a butterfly, stings like a bee
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| Colours run up and down your body
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| Every time you move
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| Every time, every time
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| Every time you move
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| When I kiss the pictures on your skin
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| Make me shiver with the fire
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| Let me kiss the pictures on your skin |