| So what’s your poison?
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| Mine’s right there
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| Watch her hourglass figure as she sit in the chair
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| Everything fit right
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| Like the kick and the snare
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| See, she’s licking her lips
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| Running fingers through her hair
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| Seeing something glimmer in her stare
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| Resembling lust or love
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| I consider while the indica
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| Linger in the air
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| Women everywhere
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| And I want to run free without a care
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| But she’s pulling me
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| Into the sphere
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| Is it just the atmosphere
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| The trees and beer
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| My people’s here
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| But I’m distracted
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| I need closer interaction
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| Her mouth moving
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| My mind’s eye read the caption
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| GRAZIELLA
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| Sweeter than saccharin
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| I’m sliding up
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| Under your skin
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| So poisonous
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| I’m seeping in
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| Where do I end
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| And you begin?
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| Sweeter than saccharin
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| I’m sliding up
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| Under your skin
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| So poisonous
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| I’m seeping in
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| Poison
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| There’s a disease in my soul
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| And she looks like you
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| You say I love you so much
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| But I hate you too
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| Cause you
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| Control how my heartbeat beats
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| Butterflies in my belly
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| I can hardly eat
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| It’s not hard to see
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| You’re doing them things that got me like a marionette
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| You’re pulling my strings
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| I don’t want to marry you yet
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| But maybe soon
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| I’m totally transfixed by the way that you move
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| To the bass and the groove
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| Mesmerized
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| By the fire of desire in your bedroom eyes
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| Now I’m lighting up the kaya
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| Just to get you high
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| And running back to the bar with your glasses dry
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| I’m trying to hook up a date
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| And you’re asking why
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| It’s 'Cause a queen like you is kind of hard to find
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| And I know that you know you’re fly
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| But I love the fact that your ego is not oversized
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| Sweeter than saccharin
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| I’m sliding up
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| Under your skin
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| So poisonous
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| I’m seeping in
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| Where do I end
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| And you begin?
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| Sweeter than saccharin
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| I’m sliding up
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| Under your skin
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| So poisonous
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| I’m seeping in
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| Poison |