| Cameras on the ceiling
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| Cameras on the corners of my bed
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| I barely know you but I’m feeling
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| Like you really did something to my head
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| It’s close to midnight
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| And I just want to be up in your hair
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| And I’ll be alright
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| Long as I feel your body right there
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| It seems so crystal clear, I know that
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| Everybody’s somebody’s freak
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| Say it again, say it again
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| Everybody’s somebody’s freak
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| The question is, whose are you?
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| Well, can I be your, your, your, your, your freak?
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| Can I be your, your, your, your, your freak?
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| Don’t need no television
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| I’ll just watch your body going down
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| I’ll touch you with precision
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| Go crazy when you make those sounds
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| Feels like a wet dream
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| This time, baby, you can be the star
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| A freaky sex dream
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| Visualize, make sure you play your part
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| And when I get nice and hard, turn the lights on
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| Everybody’s somebody’s freak
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| Say it again, say it again
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| Everybody’s somebody’s freak
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| The question is, whose are you?
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| Can I be your, your, your, your, your freak?
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| Can I be your, your, your, your, your freak?
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| Can I be your, your, your, your, your freak?
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| Can I be your, your, your, your, your freak?
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| Vases, chandeliers, glass of wine, can of beer
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| Alcohol can’t end the fear, here’s the wheel, can you steer?
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| Don’t need tickets in the Lear, you perform I would share
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| You can scream, no one hears, feed your face, no one cares
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| The floor appears to be yours
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| Go 'head, pop the champagne
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| Just like we’re on a world tour
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| Sex would be a campaign
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| 'Cause everybody’s somebody’s freak
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| Say it again, say it again
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| Everybody’s somebody’s freak
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| The question is, whose are you?
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| Can I be your, your, your, your, your freak?
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| Can I be your, your, your, your, your freak?
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| Can I be your, your, your, your, your freak?
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| Can I be your, your, your, your, your freak?
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| I think that’s enough
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| Yeah, turn the lights on |