| She said I got something good for ya, something good like I knew you would
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| Come around late like you always do, In the doorway she stood
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| Sweet thing gonna ring your bell, gonna ring my bell on the carousel
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| Say where you been but you never tell, heaven or hell?
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| She just can’t get enough
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| She says she’s not in love
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| You better open up
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| And let her in let her in oh
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| Say whatcha got, whatcha got for me
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| Whatcha got, whatcha got, say whatcha got, oh
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| Sweet thing let your dim light shine, let your dim light shine you’re a friend
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| of mine
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| Come around here late every night, ain’t looking for a fight
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| Who gave you the keys in the parking lot
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| Who gave you the keys they shoulda not
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| Think you’re safe, you’re a bullseye shot, so whatcha got?
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| She said just settle down, don’t come around, don’t mess around if you want this
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| She said just settle down, don’t come around, don’t mess around if you want this
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| She said just settle down, she said just settle down, she said just settle down
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| Don’t come around, don’t mess around if you want this love
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| She just can’t get enough
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| She says she’s not in love
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| You better open up
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| And let her in let her in oh
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| Say whatcha got, whatcha got for me
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| Whatcha got, whatcha got, say whatcha got, oh |