| Girl I have told you, I think that your special
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| Like rhythm and riddles, I explore you
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| Your hips turn to rivers, you see me swim in them
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| My waves will make you speak, in tongues like Spanish
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| You listen to Coldplay and Dr. Dre
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| Turn heads in sweatpants and throwback j’s
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| Seems that your perfect in every way
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| But the only other question
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| Is just how good --
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| How good is your love, baby
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| How good is your love?
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| How good is your love, baby
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| How good is your love (in the meantime)
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| I like that you listen and grab my attention
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| With lips made for kissing I aim right for them
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| Maybe you’re land and I’m out to sea
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| And all I want to do is catch up to your beach
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| Fucks with the way that you say my name
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| Love how you roll up the perfect J
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| Seems like your better than all the rest
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| But the only thing I‘m thinking
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| Is just how good
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| Meantime, I guess well get to know each other
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| Meantime, I guess we’ll cross the bridge together
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| Meantime, Meantime, Meantime, Meantime, Meantime
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| (How Good, How
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| Good, How Good is your love)
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| (How Good, How Good, How Good is your love)
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| How goods your love baby?
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| When the shit is going down
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| How goods your love baby?
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| When there’s no one left around
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| How good |