| The more I want
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| The less I’m feelin'
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| The more I get
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| The less I need it
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| I’ve got this under control
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| I’ve got this under control
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| I’ve got this under control
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| I’ve got this under control
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| Your lips on lips
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| That taste salty skin
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| And her muscles tenses
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| As I tighten to my grip
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| When smooth means rough
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| And soft means hard
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| But she always wants more
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| Of what I’ve got to surprise
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| Your lips on lips
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| That taste salty skin
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| And her muscles tenses
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| As I tighten to my grip
|
| When smooth means rough
|
| And soft means hard
|
| But she always wants more
|
| Of what I’ve got to surprise
|
| The more I want
|
| The less I’m feelin'
|
| The more I get
|
| The less I need it
|
| I’ve got this under control
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| I’ve got this under control
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| I’ve got this under control
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| I’ve got this under control
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| We’re side by side
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| With her legs between mine
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| To feel her breathe for my skin
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| To change lanes
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| And then gears
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| Where two meets one
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| But it’ll be twice as fun
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| But she always wants more
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| Of what I’ve got to surprise
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| To be always hungry
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| And never satisfied
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| To quench your thirst
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| From the top of the high
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| Where two meets one
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| But it’ll be twice as fun
|
| But she always wants more
|
| Of what I’ve got to surprise
|
| The more I want
|
| The less I’m feelin'
|
| The more I get
|
| The less I need it
|
| I’ve got this under control
|
| I’ve got this under control
|
| I’ve got this under control
|
| I’ve got this under control
|
| The more I want
|
| The less I’m feelin'
|
| The more I get
|
| The less I need it
|
| I’ve got this under control
|
| I’ve got this under control
|
| I’ve got this under control
|
| I’ve got this under control
|
| Your lips on lips
|
| That taste salty skin
|
| And her muscles tenses
|
| As I tighten to my grip
|
| When smooth means rough
|
| And soft means hard
|
| But she always wants more
|
| Of what I’ve got to surprise |