| Well, I could give you all my love
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| And you’d still say, «Boy, that’s not enough»
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| But the way you look, you hypnotize
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| You send a chill in through my thighs
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| And I feel like bustin' at my sleeves
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| And I can’t stand the pain
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| I can’t stand the pain
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| No, I can’t stand the pain
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| There’s not a thing I can do
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| I’m hung on you, I’m hung on you
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| Well, you have got a tight grip on my heart
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| I’m no slave, but for you, I’ll play the part
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| And you drive me crazy with your teasin'
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| I’d gladly get down on my knees if
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| You could remove this hurt I’ve got
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| And I can’t stand the pain
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| I can’t stand the pain
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| No, I can’t stand the pain
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| There’s not a thing I can do
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| I’m hung on you, I’m hung on you
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| I’m hung on you, I’m hung on you
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| Oh yes, I’m hung on you
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| Ooh, girl, you boil the blood that’s in my veins
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| And your pretty face goes runnin' around
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| 'Round and 'round my brain
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| This new sensation is drivin' me wild
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| I wanna scream out like a child
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| This feelin' could drive a man insane
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| I can’t stand the pain
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| I just can’t stand the pain
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| No, no, I can’t stand the pain
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| Not a thing I can do
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| I’m hung on you, I’m hung on you
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| I’m hung on you, I’m hung on you
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| I’m hung on you, I’m hung on you
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| I’m hung on you, yes, I’m hung on you |