| Well I been told that I taste like marmalade
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| First to show and the life of the party
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| Jam is on I’m the cabaret
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| Made to blow your mind like a hand grenade
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| Listen, I been told I taste like marmalade
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| Oh, you’re thirsty now
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| Wanna drink me down
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| Bottoms up and round
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| Listen I ain’t mad about it
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| G’wan boy, say you don’t know the reason why
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| You keep running back to me, you say I’m not your style
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| You keep running back to me, there’s no reason why
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| G’wan boy, say you don’t know the reason why
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| You keep running back to me, you say I’m not your style
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| You keep running back to me, there’s no reason why
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| Well I got depths, go deep like the ocean
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| Can you ride my waves of emotion
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| Swell is up — take your breath away
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| Watch it crash you down, make you wanna play
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| Listen, I got depths so deep like the ocean
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| I bet you’re thirsty now
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| Wanna drink me down
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| Bottoms up and round
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| Listen, I ain’t mad about it
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| G’wan boy, say you don’t know the reason why
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| You keep running back to me, you say I’m not your style
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| You keep running back to me, there’s no reason why
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| G’wan boy, say you don’t know the reason why
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| You keep running back to me, you say I’m not your style
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| You keep running back to me, there’s no reason why
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| You wanna play with fire?
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| I’m gonna burn you down
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| Leave that sweet taste in your mouth
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| Cuz the minute you chase it, I won’t be around
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| Nah nah I won’t be around
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| Pick it up, pick it, pick it
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| G’wan boy, say you don’t know the reason why
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| You keep running back to me, you say I’m not your style
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| You keep running back to me, there’s no reason why
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| G’wan boy, say you don’t know the reason why
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| You keep running back to me, you say I’m not your style
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| You keep running back to me, there’s no reason why?! |
| G’wan boy! |