| Said you want the lights on
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| You ain’t looking for an angel
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| Don’t worry about your make-up
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| Uh, what you’re afraid of?
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| A devil undercovers
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| Get your words to start over
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| Right before another, another round, another round!
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| I didn’t know you got down right that
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| You know they say that when a good girl goes bad
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| She won’t go back, she can’t go back!
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| If I pull too hard, it will all grow back
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| Don’t worry, no, no, no!
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| Don’t worry, no, no, no!
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| If you ain’t in a hurry, no!
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| Baby, we can go a little longer, longer!
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| I’m not dreaming
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| I see clearer
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| When I look through smoking mirrors
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| If I open up the window
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| So nobody else knows
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| Well, I know and you know
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| Confessions of a nympho!
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| Nympho, nympho, confessions of a nympho!
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| She pushed me to the wall, made me look twice
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| Whispered to my ear, don’t worry, I don’t bite!
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| Even if I did, you probably wouldn’t mind
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| She pushing up and pulling at the same damn time!
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| I didn’t know you got down right that
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| You know they say that when a good girl goes bad
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| She won’t go back, she can’t go back! |
| If I pull too hard, it will all grow back
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| Don’t worry, no, no, no!
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| Don’t worry, no, no, no!
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| If you ain’t in a hurry, no!
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| Baby, we can go a little longer, longer!
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| I’m not dreaming
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| I see clearer
|
| When I look through smoking mirrors
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| If I open up the window
|
| So nobody else knows
|
| Well, I know and you know
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| Confessions of a nympho!
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| Nympho, nympho, confessions of a nympho! |