| Come here and kiss these lips of mine
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| Feel the heavy bassline
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| I’m doing too much lines
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| I don’t care as long as we’re free
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| And you do what you please
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| And that’s fine with me
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| I feel the burn of your feathery
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| But it’s okay honey
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| Cause you are next to me
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| Run with me
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| This trip is amazing
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| You can see
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| As long as you’re trusting me
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| You need my groove, groove
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| Groove, groove, groove, groove
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| So you can move, move
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| Move, move, move, move
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| Red lipstick all over your face
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| Can’t stop kissing you, babe
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| Don’t wanna leave this place
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| Your eyes are red and my eyes are white
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| Call me pretty, boy
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| Come taste my cherry pie
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| Let’s live free
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| Let’s live as we want
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| Cause we are not pushing daisies
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| So let’s get what we got
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| I smell like whiskey, you smell like smoke
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| Baby pour me some more
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| But add a little more coke
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| Run with me
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| This trip is amazing
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| You can see
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| As long as you’re trusting me
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| You need my groove, groove
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| Groove, groove, groove, groove
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| So you can move, move
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| Move, move, move, move
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| Run with me
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| This trip is amazing
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| You can see
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| As long as you’re trusting me, trusting me
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| As long as you’re trusting me
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| As long as you’re trusting me, trusting me |