| You can make me do what you wanna do
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| But you got to know how
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| You can make me cry, you can make me sigh
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| But you got to know how
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| You can make me do like this, you can make me do like that
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| Woh, baby, but you got to know how
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| Once a pal of mine stole a guy of mine
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| But I got him back, now
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| It’s the same old song, she couldn’t keep him long
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| 'Cause she didn’t know how
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| Well, I love my man, I make him holler
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| Woh, my
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| Yessir, I really know how
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| Technique ain’t tough, if you care enough
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| You can learn to know how
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| I might drop a hint how to strike my flint
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| If you yearn to know how
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| Well, don’t tell me about the life you led
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| Don’t try to drink me into bed
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| No, baby, no, that ain’t the way how
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| You got to take your time, you know it ain’t no crime
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| If it lasts all night
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| I think you’ll be ideal when you begin to feel
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| That you’re doin' right
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| When you love me right, you hear me holler
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| Woh, my
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| Yessir, when you really know how
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| And if you stay with me, who knows how it will be
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| When we finally know how
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| We’ll get a house in town, no need to move around
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| When we really know how
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| Well, there’s tricks that I don’t even know
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| Ones we’ll make up as we go
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| Woh, mister, when we really know how
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| Yes, mister, when we really know how |