| Get tight like a drum, like a shark bite
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| Like a f*ck on a cold night
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| Draw spit from your lips to your finger tips
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| As we get to grips
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| No stress getting hard pressed up to my chest
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| Are we there yet?
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| Send a prayer, make a «Yes» out of thin air
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| The mathematics of a heart laid bare
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| I’m burning up, all over you, cover your eyes
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| In every bone you feel it too, cover your eyes
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| Get to the point we’re getting to, cover your eyes
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| Cause my love is a real bright light
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| You fall at first sight
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| Type O, my (oh my…) blood boils if I
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| Stick it too close by
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| My shout let’s lie down, let’s eat out
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| Till your breath it can’t breathe out
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| Keep on till the long waves pile on
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| Catch the crest of the next one
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| Pluck a «Yes» from the cold thin air
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| The mathematics of a heart laid bare
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| I’m burning up, all over you, cover your eyes
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| In every vein you feel it too, cover your eyes
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| Get to the point we’re getting to, cover your eyes
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| Cause my love is a real bright light
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| You fall at first sight |