| Be my thrill, my little white pill
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| My unpaid bill, the one who will
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| Be my love, my little grey dove
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| My push and my shove, my heaven above
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| And we tumble down like Jack and Jill
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| And I miss all of the joy you kill
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| But I love you still, be my thrill
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| Be my one, my day in the sun
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| My little pop gun, the best thing I’ve done
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| Be my what, my open and shut
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| My everything but, my little hot slut
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| And we tumble down like Jack and Jill
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| And I miss all of the joy you kill
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| But I love you still, be my thrill
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| And every morning is like the one before
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| And everybody needs someone to adore
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| I’m counting on you
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| Oh oh baby say you will
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| Oh oh baby be my thrill
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| Be my youth, my kissing booth
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| My little sweet tooth, my beauty and truth
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| Be my thrill, my little white pill
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| My wait up until, the one who will
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| And we tumble down like Jack and Jill
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| And I miss all of the joy you kill
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| But I love you still, be my thrill
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| And we tumble down like Jack and Jill
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| And I miss all of the joy you kill
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| But I love you still, be my thrill
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| Yeah I love you still
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| Be my thrill |