| I might have sent you the wrong message
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| When I didn’t try to kiss you
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| But darling I wanted to taste your mouth
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| And feel your body soften as I pulled you closer to me
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| Then gently laid you down onto the couch
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| Breathing heavy for the first time
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| Touch your skin you start to moan
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| Your heat could burn the house down on its own
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| Moving in rhythm like you’re moving me
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| With that angel voice and those guitar strings
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| Moving in rhythm like you’re moving me
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| Moving in rhythm like you’re moving me
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| I don’t know why the trepidation
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| Like I didn’t want to kiss you
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| Like I just came around to share some songs
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| Not speaking aloud about your beauty
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| Or your eyes that cut right through me
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| Wishing you could teach me to be strong
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| Breathing heavy for the first time
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| Touch your skin you start to moan
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| The heat could burn the house down on its own
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| Moving in rhythm like you’re moving me
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| With that angel voice and those guitar strings
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| Moving in rhythm like you’re moving me
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| Moving in rhythm like you’re moving me
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| Moving in rhythm like you’re moving me
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| Moving in rhythm like you’re moving me
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| Moving in rhythm like you’re moving me |