| I miss her hungry eyes
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| Out for love, out for blood
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| When she come alive
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| She got a snake for a tongue
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| I crave her every night
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| Feel a fire in her touch
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| And I can’t get enough, yeah
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| Blurring my vision
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| No competition
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| She don’t even know what she does
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| Let her do whatever she wants, to me
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| Loving so vicious
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| Don’t need a witness
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| She don’t even know what she does
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| Let her do whatever she want to me
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| She’s so damn criminal
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| Swear she got a record for
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| Being sick and beautiful
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| Kiss me while she cut my throat
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| Crimson hands, she having fun
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| Kill 'em off like one by one
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| Face down before you know
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| She’s so damn criminal, criminal
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| Smile fake sweet
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| Vodka cranberry and lime
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| The way she look at me
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| I regret it every time
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| Her lips are heavenly
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| Walk me through hell and back
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| But I can’t seem to change my mind
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| Blurring my vision
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| No competition
|
| She don’t even know what she does
|
| Let her do whatever she wants
|
| She’s so damn criminal
|
| Swear she got a record for
|
| Being sick and beautiful
|
| Kiss me while she cut my throat
|
| Crimson hands, she having fun
|
| Kill 'em off like one by one
|
| Face down before you know
|
| She’s so damn criminal, criminal
|
| She’s so damn criminal
|
| Swear she got a record for
|
| Being sick and beautiful
|
| Kiss me while she cut my throat
|
| Crimson hands, she having fun
|
| Kill 'em off like one by one
|
| Face down before you know
|
| She’s so damn criminal |