| She might be singing, she might be cussing
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| She might be ready for a little bit of loving
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| You’d never know what you’re gonna get when she wakes up, yeah
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| She’s a fact, a fiction, she’s a contradiction
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| She wants to talk so just shut your mouth and listen
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| You’d never know what you’re gonna get when she wakes up, no no
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| And I don’t like it
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| Mmm yeah, I love it
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| She’s hot, cold, yes, no
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| She’s full throttle on a dead end road
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| I can’t be certain but I’m pretty sure she’s my girl, yeah
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| She’s here, gone, right, wrong
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| All day and all night long
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| An echo in the wind, mama said
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| It sure feels good
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| Yeah
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| She says, «right now, you gotta be patient»
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| Keeps me swimming in anticipation
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| Crazy how everything changes when she walks in, yeah
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| Well she’s at peace, well she’s at war
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| She comes in like an angel then slams the door
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| Everything changes when she walks in
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| And I don’t need it
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| But god, I gotta have it
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| Yes, she’s all or nothing
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| Mama, mama, it sure feels good
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| She’s hot, she’s cold
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| Mama, mama, it sure feels good |
| She’s hot, she’s cold
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| Mama, mama, it sure feels good
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| (Mama, mama) it sure feels good
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| (Mama, mama) it sure feels good |