| Don’t make me beg — well maybe just a little
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| But please don’t make me crawl
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| What you got, baby, is killing me
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| Making me ten feet tall
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| My southern pride is all in a tizzy
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| Weak in my knees
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| My head is spinning — I’m feeling kind of dizzy
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| Guess I’m begging please
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| Lola leave your light on
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| I said Lola leave your red light on
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| Lola leave your light on
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| I said Lola leave your red light on
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| Don’t tease me — well maybe just a little
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| Don’t tantalize my heart
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| It’s hard to know where the torture ends
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| And where the pleasure starts
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| I can taste the pain — I can feel the fire
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| Seep into my soul
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| Mother Mary, I said please forgive me
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| I’m about to lose control
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| Lola leave your light on
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| I said Lola leave your red light on
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| Lola leave your light on
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| I said Lola leave your red light on
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| Smooth operator — playing a little bit rough
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| How’d you know I like it that way
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| We can come together if I call your bluff
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| Wash our sins away
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| Shadows dancing on your bedroom wall — caution to the wind
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| Wolves are howling outside your door
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| Oh you better let them in
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| Lola leave your light on
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| I said Lola leave your red light on
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| Lola leave your light on
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| I said Lola leave your red light on
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| Lola leave your light on
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| I said Lola leave your red light on
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| Lola leave your light on
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| I said Lola leave your red light on |