| Girl, you’re teaching me,
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| I’m learning the first shame
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| Slowly starts to melt something
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| Inside me is burning soon
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| I’ll have to start crying
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| For a help
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| Hot smell of your sensual body
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| Your red lips and eyes of pulling cat
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| Destruct my feeling I’m a rowdie
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| All my notions about my nature bed
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| Round and round the world is turning
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| Tell me why, who can answer me
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| My piece of mind is not returning
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| Stop the time, to make all dreams more real
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| Prostitute, without emotions
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| Priestess of the caressing loving
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| Proslitute makes me crazy
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| Maybe emused by my off showing
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| Traped my heart — prostitute
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| Eager hands in nervous tremble
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| Tip of my tongue seeks to taste your dew
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| Total fall in mental jungle
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| End of time and end of standart rules
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| Devil in our wasted bodies
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| Into mind wants to penetrate
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| Gods of love are stending by me
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| Drops of the night count your business rate
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| Round and round the world is turning …
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| Prostitute, without emotions …
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| Stop the time. |
| I want more loving … |