| Girl, you know that I can teach you to dance but I can’t make you move
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| I can’t make you hear the music no, that’s up to you
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| Upon first touch he had you screaming out in lust
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| His words were nothing short of captivating and right now they’re all that you
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| want to trust, but you have a hard time believing liars don’t you?
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| She asked me, «what's the difference between gossip and gospel and what does
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| it mean to believe? |
| And if you do will all of your sins come back to haunt you?
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| «It's time to stop preaching and start practicing
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| They’ve had enough of your self-righteous speaking. |
| Stop trying to justify,
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| everyone know you’re living a lie
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| But there’s a little truth in every lie now isn’t there? |
| Blending with the
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| scenery, so carefully they sway
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| We looked so beautifully, but they never looked our way
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| I loved how it fit, not too tight around the hips
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| I’ll wear you on my arm, you’ll taste her on my lips
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| And now your breathing has sped up
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| Soft songs have set the mood, the soundtrack of your day to day
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| If this is the last dance, don’t stand still; |
| let your body sway |