| Hey
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| Yeah you
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| You had a dark, sexy vibe about ya
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| And a strange way you turn me on
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| The way you look said a lot about ya
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| As if you really didn’t give a-unh!
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| I told myself not to fall for you
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| 'Cause I can see that you don’t follow rules
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| I should’ve just walked away
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| But your eyes were telling me to stay
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| Damn, why do the wild ones turn me on
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| It’s like cherry pie, you can’t deny it
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| Driving fast, you ought to try it
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| That’s what it feels like
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| Touch you everywhere
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| Breaking rules and didn’t care
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| That’s what it feels like
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| A real rebel kinda fella
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| The kind that I would never trust
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| I could read what your mind was thinking
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| It’s like you still didn’t give a-hey!
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| It’s funny how those kind of guys
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| Have a way of getting what they want
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| And even good girls though they try
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| It’s if they just can’t stay away
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| Damn, why do the wild ones turn me on
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| It’s like cherry pie, you can’t deny it
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| Driving fast, you ought to try it
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| That’s what it feels like
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| Touch you everywhere
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| Breaking rules and didn’t care
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| That’s what it feels like
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| It’s like cherry pie, you can’t deny it
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| Driving fast, you ought to try it
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| That’s what it feels like
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| Touch you everywhere
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| Breaking rules and didn’t care
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| That’s what it feels like
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| I can be your cherry pie
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| And you can be my cream on top
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| I can be your cherry pie
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| And you can be my cream on top
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| Come on!
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| I can be your cherry pie
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| And you can be my cream on top
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| I can be your cherry pie
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| And you can be my cream on top
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| It’s like cherry pie, you can’t deny it
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| Driving fast, you ought to try it
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| That’s what it feels like
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| Touch you everywhere
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| Breaking rules and didn’t care
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| That’s what it feels like |