| (Said, your joy — your joy is my low)
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| He takes your face and positions it to take your mouth
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| You bite, you bite to excite yourself
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| He wants the colour of you to wear and feel alive
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| And you bite, and I'm awake and I'm the slave tonight
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| You lie, you lie to spare my life
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| You needed it, he tasted you inside out
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| Say it, your joy, your joy is my low
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| (So you want yourself to stop)
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| Said, your joy, your joy is my low
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| (And when you crack the whip, I crawl again)
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| You shift the play, push the curve to sit between your thighs
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| It's a sign, it's time to exercise the lines
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| You want the double cut through to wet, invade and slide
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| You slide and I'm awake and I'm the slave tonight
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| You lie, you lie to spare my life
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| You needed it, he tasted you inside out
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| Say it, your joy, your joy is my low
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| (So you want yourself to stop)
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| Said, your joy, your joy is my low
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| (And when you crack the whip, I crawl again)
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| Say it, your joy, your joy is my low
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| (So you want yourself to stop)
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| Said, your joy, your joy is my low
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| Your joy is my low
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| (Want yourself to stop)
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| Said, your joy, your joy is my low
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| (So you want yourself to stop)
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| Said, your joy, your joy is my low
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| (And when you crack the whip, I crawl again)
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| Say it, your joy, your joy is my low
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| (So you want yourself to stop)
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| Said, your joy, your joy is my low
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| Your joy is my low |