| I’ve got no good excuse
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| Still swinging from your noose
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| I know that it’s part of your plan
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| I’ll just keep holding on
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| While your string me along
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| I’d run, but I can’t even stand
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| Should of listened to the wise man
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| Now I’m tied up
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| But I love the way you move
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| So tied up
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| I love the way you touch me
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| So tied up
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| I don’t need to know the truth
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| I’m tied up
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| I love the way you touch me
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| Don’t need to pull me in
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| Forever drawn to sin
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| I’ll be here climbing the walls
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| Hands tied behind my back
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| Cut me a little slack
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| I’d run, but I can’t even crawl
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| So baby, do it like you did before
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| When I’m tied up
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| But I love the way you move
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| So tied up
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| I love the way you touch me
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| So tied up
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| I don’t need to know the truth
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| I’m tied up
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| I love the way you touch me
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| I’m tied up
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| Don’t need to know the truth
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| So tied up
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| I love the way you touch me
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| I’m tied up
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| The way you move
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| So tied up
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| I love the way you touch me
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| So tied up
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| Don’t need to know the truth
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| So tied up
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| I love the way you touch me
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| So tied up
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| Baby, the way you move
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| So tied up
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| I love the way you touch me
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| So tied up
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| You don’t need to cut me loose
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| So tied up
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| I love the way, baby
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| So tied up
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| Don’t need to know the truth
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| So tied up
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| I love the way you touch me… |