"This dress" - a lot of sympathy,
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But stop looking for them
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Here everyone is ready to take you down the aisle
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Or just take in a dress
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You know yourself. |
I am not a mathematician
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But today you are my denominator
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We'll light this dance floor and roll away
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In the midnight sunset
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More-more Bacardi in a glass
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Our relationship is on fire
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I don't care about your boyfriend
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Leave kisses for him. |
He's had enough
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We need Fame, Fire Flame
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At this fucking party
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If you wanna play—Let's Play
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We both want. |
We both know this
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I am the fire, the bomb is you
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I set it on fire!
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Tequila all over the body
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Salt in the wound means salt in the moron
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Did you love the boy? |
Nicely
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He is over twenty, but he is still not a man
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You are a sin for everyone
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On you SWAG or fur
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Their pseudo-success is just laughter for you
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After all, not always, if there is a beard, then a lion
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You didn't just come here
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And it was not in vain that I was in front of the mirror for two hours
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I wanted my eyes to sparkle
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For these puppies to experience the excitement
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Look left, look right
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A whole herd is looking at you
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Left, right they aim at the baby
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With chocolate tan
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No, I will not say that I love you
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Noise inside the bar, let's find silence?
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Where there is enough space for two, places for madness
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I'll wait for you. |
If it's a bomb, I'll set it on fire!
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I am the fire, the bomb is you
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I set it on fire! |