| Thought I could grow up to be the kind of girl
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| Who’d never lose control
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| Didn’t need protection from the big
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| Bad world
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| But how was I to know —
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| That some day I’d meet a man like you
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| Who would love me forever
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| And turn me into a helpless victim of pleasure
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| All night long —
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| I’ll be your victim
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| Victim of pleasure
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| I wanna be your victim
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| Victim of pleasure
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| Maybe i’m a prisoner in a tender trap
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| From which there’s no escaping
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| You’re in my system
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| There’s no turning back
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| And like a leaf I’m shaking
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| Hold me
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| Just lock me in your arms
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| Promise we’ll be together
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| And I will be your helpless victim of pleasure
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| All night long —
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| I’ll be your victim
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| Victim of pleasure
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| Hold me
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| Just lock me in your arms
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| Promise we’ll be together…
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| I’ll be your victim
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| Victim of pleasure
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| I’ll be your victim
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| Victim of pleasure |