| Well, lie beside me on the sand
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| And put some lotion in your hand
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| Come on an make me feel nice, kiss me once or twice
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| Say you love me again
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| And rub it in, rub it in
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| Rub it in, rub it in
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| I feel the fire begin, you’re gettin' under my skin
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| Rub it in, rub it in
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| Oooh
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| Feels good, baby
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| Just put a little bit on my right shoulder
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| Mmm, that’s nice
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| Let me hold your hand and put a little bit right on here
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| Turn your radio on
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| And find a slow groovin' song
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| Baby, whisper in my ear, say the words I wanna hear
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| And rub it in, rub it in
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| Rub it in, rub it in
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| I feel the fire begin, you’re gettin' under my skin
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| Rub it in, rub it in
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| Put a little on my nose, yeah
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| Put a little on my toes, yeah
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| Put it on my back, on my sacroilliac
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| And a dab on my chinny-chin-chin
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| Rub it in, rub it in
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| Rub it in, rub it in
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| I feel the fire begin, you’re gettin' under my skin
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| Rub it in, rub it in
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| Oh, rub it in, rub it in (Rub it in, rub it in)
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| Rub it in, rub it in (Rub it in, rub it in)
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| I feel the fire begin, you’re gettin' under my skin |