| Two, three, four
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| Call of the wild, lightning to thunder
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| Who woulda thought it would pull you under
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| Watching your world move like a second hand
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| Two years gone, can’t bring 'em back again
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| Send him my regards
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| Gonna tear your world apart
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| Girl, you turn me on
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| You’re like the best laid plans got wrong
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| Sold your soul to the Hollywood harlots
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| Wouldn’t give you half a chance
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| Because girl, you turn me on
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| Sing me a song, tell me how bad it is
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| Blew your mind all the way to Texas
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| Somebody shook the bowl you been swimmin' in
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| Shaken and stirred, now you’ve come back again
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| Send them regards
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| Gonna tear your world apart
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| Girl, you turn me on
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| You’re like the best laid plans gone wrong
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| Sold your soul to the Hollywood harlots
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| Wouldn’t give you half a chance
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| Because girl, you turn me on
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| Girl, you turn me on
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| You’re like the best laid plans gone wrong
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| Sold your soul to the Hollywood harlots
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| Wouldn’t give you half a chance
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| Because girl, you turn me on
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| Girl, you turn me on
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| Watch it, gonna get it
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| Watch it, gonna get it
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| Girl, you turn me on
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| Watch it, gonna get it
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| Watch it, gonna get it now
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| Girl, you turn me on
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| Watch it, gonna get it
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| Watch it, gonna get it
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| Girl, you turn me on |