| I’m beautiful, I know 'cause it’s the season
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| But what am I to do with all this beauty?
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| Biology, I am an organism, I’m chemical
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| That’s all, that is all
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| I’m liquid smooth, come touch me, too
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| And feel my skin is plump and full of life
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| I’m in my prime
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| I’m liquid smooth, come touch me, too
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| I’m at my highest peak, I’m ripe
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| About to fall, capture me
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| Or at least take my picture
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| Kuzurete yuku maeni
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| I’m pulsing, my blood is red and unafraid of living
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| Beginning to end
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| I’m liquid smooth, come touch me, too
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| And feel my skin is plump and full of life
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| I’m in my prime
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| I’m liquid smooth, come touch me, too
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| I’m at my highest peak, I’m ripe
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| About to fall
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| How I feel this river rushing through my veins
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| With nowhere else to go, it circles 'round
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| I’m liquid smooth, come touch me, too
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| And feel my skin is plump and full of life
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| I’m in my prime
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| I’m liquid smooth, come touch me, too
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| I’m at my highest peak, I’m ripe
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| About to fall, capture me |