| I came home the other night
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| And imagine my surprise
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| I found my boyfriend in my clothes
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| In my brand new panty hose
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| It struck me crazy, so to say
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| But he kinda looked good in a way
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| So then I said: that’s how it goes
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| and showed him how to strike a pose
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| I Like It! |
| Hey, hey, hey
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| I Like It! |
| He’s kinda kinky in a way
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| I Like It! |
| Hey, hey, hey
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| I Like It! |
| He’s kinda kinky in a way
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| Now we go shopping every day
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| trying out sexy lingerie
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| Then we take our dinner on the town
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| Seek someone special to play around
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| We work it hard when we play
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| Make them hot, then break away
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| Laughing hard as we go
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| For them it’s real. |
| For us a show…
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| I Like It! |
| Hey, hey, hey
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| I Like It! |
| He’s kinda kinky in a way
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| I Like It! |
| Hey, hey, hey
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| I Like It! |
| He’s kinda kinky in a way
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| In six inch pumps and mini-skirts
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| We’re always game for a flirt
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| Fending off all those silly guys
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| Giggling at their see-through lines
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| Ever so often there’ll be one
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| that we’ll take home to have some fun
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| Be gentle if you roll the dice
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| You might come home to a surprise
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| I Like It! |
| Hey, hey, hey
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| I Like It! |
| He’s kinda kinky in a way
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| I Like It! |
| Hey, hey, hey
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| I Like It! |
| He’s kinda kinky in a way |