| Well, the first time that I saw you
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| I could not speak a word
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| My tongue was tied in giant knots
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| And I felt so disturbed
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| At the feeling rushing through me
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| The heat inside my veins
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| At the way my nerve ends tingle
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| Every time you call my name
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| I’ve got a lust ignited fever
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| And I can’t put out the flame
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| Next time that I saw you
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| I felt so at ease
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| You had a languid disposition
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| I had an willingness to please
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| And your candy apple red lips
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| Full of violets and sex
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| Had me harder than a coal train
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| Had my collar wringing wet
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| BurnBut I’m not finished yet
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| My heart is pounding like a big bass drum
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| Excited at the thought I might get me some
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| Lick it off my fingers
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| Taste it on my tongue
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| Love you little baby like a machine gun
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| You’re a symphony of elegance
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| A masterpiece of grace
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| And animated work of art
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| Who’s acquired a taste
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| For the flesh of weaker lovers
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| Lie down on their backs
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| To be ridden at your leisure
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| And be taken off like hats
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| I’m not here for you to walk on
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| And I’m not your welcome mat
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| My heart is pounding like a big bass drum
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| Excited at the thought I might get me some
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| Lick it off my fingers
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| Taste it on my tongue
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| Love you little baby like a machine gun
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| A machine gun, yeah
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| The first time that I saw you
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| I could not speak a word
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| My tongue was tied in giant knots
|
| And I felt so disturbed
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| At the feeling rushing through me
|
| The heat inside my veins
|
| At the way my nerve ends tingle
|
| Every time you call my name
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| I’ve got a lust ignited fever
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| And I can’t put out the flame
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| My heart is pounding like a big bass drum
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| Excited at the thought I might get me some
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| Lick it off my fingers
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| Taste it on my tongue
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| Love you little baby like a machine gun
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| Ma-ma-ma-machine gun
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| Machine |