| I’m always in a greasy kind of love oh
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| I’m always in a greasy kind of love
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| Well I was whispered in heaven and sung in hell
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| And I was drawn to the bodies I knew so well
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| But you know you don’t touch what you cannot replace
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| And I know I don’t love who I can’t embrace
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| I press his chest close to my ear and it’s like I hear what I wanna hear
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| How do I be more clear?
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| Well I’m so tired of trying to be good
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| And oh lord, I was born to be misunderstood
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| 'Cause I work like a woman
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| And he sweats like a god
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| I’m always in a greasy kind of love oh
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| I’m always in a greasy kind of love
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| And how do you suffer, when it starts to get rough?
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| I’m always in a greasy kind of love oh
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| I’m always in a greasy kind of love
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| And how do you suffer, when it starts to get rough?
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| When I carry my body as heavy as lead
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| Then I carry his too, take him into my bed
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| I think he’s always known that he’s the best I’ve ever had
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| But when they make me speak out loud then all the thoughts stayed in my head,
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| they tell me
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| I’m always in a greasy kind of love
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| Asking me how did I operate before I had the drug?
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| Well I get so tired of trying to be good
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| And oh lord, I was born to be misunderstood
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| 'Cause I work like a woman
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| And he sweats like a god
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| I’m always in a greasy kind of love oh
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| I’m always in a greasy kind of love
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| And how do you suffer, when it starts to get rough?
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| I’m always in a greasy kind of love oh
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| I’m always in a greasy kind of love
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| And how do you suffer, when it starts to get rough?
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| Well well well (well well well)
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| Well well well (well well well)
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| And as he sweats he makes me sweat
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| Down my back, wet
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| How long is the night? |
| (How much longer will it get?)
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| Treat him like a man (Treat him like a man)
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| The best I can (The best way any woman can)
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| I am too big to hide, too tall to lie
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| Too heavy to fly, too strange to die and I don’t why
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| I know it feels good when he sucks on my blood 'cause I gave him my body myself
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| 'Cause I work like a woman
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| And he sweats like a god
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| I’m always in a greasy kind of love oh
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| I’m always in a greasy kind of love
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| And how do you suffer, when it starts to get rough?
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| I’m always in a greasy kind of love oh
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| I’m always in a greasy kind of love
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| And how do you suffer, when it starts to get rough?
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| I’m always in a greasy kind of love
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| I’m always in a greasy kind of love
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| I’m always in a greasy kind of love
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| I’m always in a greasy kind of love
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| I’m always in a greasy kind of love
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| I’m always in a greasy kind of love
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| Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love oh |