| I know you like to wear my dressing gown when I’m not there
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| I guess you like it in my shoes
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| Just cos you drive a Maserati and the ladies stare
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| Don’t mean you’ll go as fast as I do
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| I know it’s summer in the city and the sun is high
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| But you could play it cool again
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| Cos boy I’ve seen you disco dancing with your pants on fire
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| We need a little tropical rain
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| So baby, baby, watch the needle when you’re heading south
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| You drive me crazy, just remember you could burn me out
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| Slow down
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| It’s been a long hot summer and it’s ninety five degrees in the shade
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| (Ba ba ba)
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| It’s only Sunday morning and I need that Friday feeling again
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| (Ba ba ba)
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| You put me in a fever fifty stories high
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| And suddenly I’m freezing and I don’t know why
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| It’s been a long hot summer and I’m shaking like a cool lemonade
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| If you wanna get fresh get out of my car
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| Cos the boys are due, we’re going too fast
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| I’m taking my time now
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| If you wanna fly high keep out of the sun
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| When you think and start to run it’s no fun
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| So why don’t you climb down?
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| If you wanna get fresh then take a cold shower
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| Put your back on ice before you turn sour
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| Nobody can fool me Don’t play with my head and dust with my eyes
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| Everytime I feel the temperature rise
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| I need you to cool me
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| I’ve partied out of house and home
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| So baby if you fight me, how you gonna like me?
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| Running down that Old Kent Road
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| So think before you bite me, how you gonna get me home?
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| It’s been a long hot summer and it’s ninety five degrees in the shade
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| (Ba ba ba)
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| It’s only Sunday morning and I need that Friday feeling again
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| (Ba ba ba)
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| You put me in a fever fifty stories high
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| And suddenly I’m freezing and I don’t know why
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| It’s been a long hot summer and I’m shaking like a cool lemonade
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| A little late
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| To take it slow
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| But I couldn’t wait
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| To party
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| Like a cannonball
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| Got what I wanted
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| Now I’ve seen it all
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| So find me
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| I’ve ricocheted
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| Around the world
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| Drinking pink champagne
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| It’s easy
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| Turn the heat too high
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| It’s what I wanted
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| But I just can’t lie
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| Now I’m queezy |