| She wears her hair real wild
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| Her nails are perfectly filed
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| Her lips painted deep jungle red
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| Her best colour is black
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| And the clothes on her back
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| Show she’s a woman with style
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| She wears satin and lace with impeccable taste
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| She’ll tell you it runs in her blood
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| In a cloud of perfume she walks into the room
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| And it comes to a stop when she does
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| She’s a heart user
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| No time for losers
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| She’ll use you up and throw your love away
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| Heart user
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| A barracuda
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| She’ll use you just don’t get in her way
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| Oozing with charm got a girl on each arm
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| His eyes match his all over tan
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| And as he straightens his tie
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| Some beauty catches his eye
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| Brings out the best in the man
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| And her fresh young face makes his cold heart race
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| She’s wearing that deadly perfume
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| You must admire the skill as he comes in for the kill
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| It’s time to attack make his move
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| He’s a heart user
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| No time for losers
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| He’ll use you up and throw your love away
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| Heart user
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| A barracuda
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| He’ll use you just don’t get in his way
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| Where you been all my life
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| This is love at first sight
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| Could swear we’ve met someone before
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| She throws back her head
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| And she shamelessly says
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| You got real good taste tell me more
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| Then the lady in black thinks she’s setting her trap
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| And he thinks she’s playing his game
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| But anybody can tell they’re just into themselves
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| They’re two of a kind they’re the same
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| They’re just heart users
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| No time for losers
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| They’ll use you up and throw your love away
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| Heart users
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| They’re barracuda
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| They’ll use you just don’t get in their way… |