| In the cover of the half light
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| She’s a gearing up for war
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| She’s a lioness under that dress
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| I love to hear her roar
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| With graceful glide and brazen stride
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| Her gaze of fire shakes me
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| I burn to dust get lost in lust
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| I run she overtakes me
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| And I can’t resist it
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| Though I know I should
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| That girl is bad but god she looks so good
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| Oh!
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| And when she wears that jet black dress
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| I lose my self control to her caress
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| She wears her confidence with such finesse
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| Lovin' the jet black dress
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| Love in the jet black dress
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| In a sea of lights and glitter
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| She’s a savage she’s a shark
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| Through discoballs and shimmers
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| She’s a shadow in the dark
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| She smiles like an angel
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| And she dances like a demon
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| A twisting turning effigy
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| So glorious and gleaming
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| And I can’t resist it
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| Though I know I should
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| It hurts so bad but god it feels so good…
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| Oh!
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| And when she wears that jet black dress
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| I lose my self control to her caress
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| She wears her confidence with such finesse
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| Lovin' the jet black dress
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| Love in the jet black dress
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| I’m just black dots
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| She connects me
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| Her enchantment
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| Resurrects me
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| I have never felt so much alive…
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| Oh!
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| And when she wears that jet black dress
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| I lose my self control to her caress
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| She wears her confidence with such finesse
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| Lovin' the jet black dress
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| Love in the jet black dress
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| (I'm just black dots
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| She connects me
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| Her enchantment
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| Resurrects me
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| I have never felt so much alive…) |