| She smells like Shakespeare heartbreak
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| Seven inch, single more late night kisses
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| She’s the bartender of my soul
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| And I can move no more
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| I’m such a fool
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| I don’t wanna move from where that is absent a verse
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| So hold on
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| There’s no explanation for seperation
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| So we don’t
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| No we don’t
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| And I can move through where tthat is absent a verse
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| So don’t take that step out of the dark
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| You turn me on
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| You turn me on
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| And every inch of your body is sex to me
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| So don’t leave
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| My lips are thirsty just like my soul
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| So fill up
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| Now rip out all your vanity
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| And get lost with me
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| Now come on
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| There’s no explanation for separation
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| So we don’t
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| No we don’t
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| And I can move through where that is absent a verse
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| So don’t take that step out of the door
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| You turn me on
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| You turn me on
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| You turn me on
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| Girl, you turn me on
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| You turn me on
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| Girl, you turn me on
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| She smells like Shakespear heartbreak
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| Cuckold bliss, seven inch, single more late night kisses
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| And she’s the bartender of my soul
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| Oh babe, I love you so, but I’m just such a fool
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| I wanna move through where that is absent of you
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| So hold on
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| There’s no explanation for separation
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| So we dont
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| No, we don’t
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| And I can move through where that is absent a verse
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| So don’t take that step out of the door
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| You turn me on
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| (You turn me on)
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| You turn me on
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| (You turn me on)
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| Oh, you turn me on
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| (You turn me on)
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| (You turn me on)
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| Girl, you turn me on |