| A fiery rose, a lethal dose
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| You’ll catch her brown eyes at the heart of every storm
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| A broken grace with an ageless face
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| The softest hands of any touch
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| Pushes you over the edge
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| Lights on, pounding in your head
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| Shoes off and you’re dancing in the middle
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| Forget, you’re all that’s left
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| And you’re dancing in the middle, dancing in the middle
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| I wanna live in your house
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| I wanna live in your house, Bonnie, Bonnie
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| I wanna see through your eyes, run away to your life
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| Bonnie, Bonnie
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| A sudden rush, so sweetly rough
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| You get a glimpse of love
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| Before she shakes it off
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| Sending you over the edge
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| Drums still pounding in your head
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| Shoes off and you’re dancing in the middle
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| Forget, you’re all that’s left
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| And you’re dancing in the middle, dancing in the middle
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| I wanna live in your house
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| I wanna live in your house, Bonnie, Bonnie
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| I wanna see from your eyes, run away to your life
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| Bonnie, Bonnie
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| Take my hand and spin me in your circles, Bonnie
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| So take me back to your house
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| I want to live in your house, Bonnie
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| Bonnie, Bonnie
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| And you’ll be dancing in the middle
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| Take me, take me, take me to the middle
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| I wanna live in your house, I wanna live in your house
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| I wanna see through your eyes, run away to your life
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| Bonnie, Bonnie
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| Take my hand and spin me in your circles, Bonnie
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| So take me back to your house
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| I want to live in your house, Bonnie, Bonnie, Bonnie |