| Black black roses
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| Ey, hmm
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| Rapapam, Rapapam, pam, pam
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| While it´s a blessing to my eyesight
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| Seeing you for sure in a different light
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| Another one to fight fights
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| But for you, well I be on the frontline, oh
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| Musics in my ears, like
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| When you talk I want to walk the whole mile
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| Food for my soul, right?
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| Searching for your signal with my satellite
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| Rapapam, Rapapapam
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| My heartbeat for this
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| Your girl is beatin' like a drum
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| No fun
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| What I want, want
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| I want your body’s liquor body
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| But she got a man, oh
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| Rapapam, Rapapapam
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| My heartbeat for this
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| Your girl is beatin' like a drum
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| No fun
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| What I want, want
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| I want your body’s liquor body
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| But she got a man, oh
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| Black, black ro-roses
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| In my garden
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| Black, Black, black
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| Black, black ro-roses
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| In my garden
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| So, won’t you tell me what you need?
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| To prove to prove to you
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| That my love is for ral, yeah
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| I think that we can make a dal
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| Cause win or lose, I get to show you how I feel, oh
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| Cause I like your sex appeal
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| Don’t tease me with your body, cause the pressure will reveal, yeah
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| This thing you got me vexed, indeed
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| Cause I want your digits, yes I want you textin' me
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| Rapapam, Rapapapam
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| My heartbeat for this
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| Your girl is beatin' like a drum
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| No fun
|
| What I want want
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| I want your body’s liquor body
|
| But she got a man, oh
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| Rapapam, Rapapapam
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| My heartbeat for this
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| Your girl is beatin' like a drum
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| No fun
|
| What I want, want
|
| I want your body’s liquor body
|
| But she got a man, oh
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| Black, black ro-roses
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| In my garden
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| Black, black, black, black
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| Black, black ro-roses
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| In my garden
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| You’re a blessing to my eyesight
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| Seeing you for sure in a different light
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| Don’t wanna fight, fight
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| Beyond the frontline, oh
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| Black, black, black |