| Enter man silver and bronze
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| He walks in the room lady looks upon him
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| Loos so good she almost dies
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| Camera stops to show his best side
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| She moves over so casuel
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| Watch his ego start to swell
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| Lovers, on top of covers
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| It means so much just to watch them tough
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| They’re holding each other tight
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| Erotic sight, gimme some tonight
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| Like the book you read over and over
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| She comes back to give him more
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| He slaps her hard
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| She laughs, she cries
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| Then rolls over on the other side
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| They push and then they shove
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| All she’s thinkin' about is her love
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| Lovers, on top of covers
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| It means so much just to watch them tough
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| They’re holding each other tight
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| Erotic sight, gimme some tonight
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| Little girl sits behind her desk
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| With bleary eyes and dreams of dirty sex
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| While she bites her nails
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| On her way home walking down the street
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| Now she passes a newsstand
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| Featuring some fresh meat
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| She goes home and closes the door
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| Picks up her book and reads some more
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| Lovers, on top of covers
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| It means so much just to watch them tough
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| They’re holding each other tight
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| Erotic sight, I want mine tonight |