| Dominican girl half my age
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| Satin skin and laughing face
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| Star white smile and strong brown legs
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| Do most anything she says
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| The one I love, the one I love
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| I go home to the one I love
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| I like a good temptress to stir my blood
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| But I go home to the one I love
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| Green eyes glimmer long red hair
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| Freckled nose and high cheeks so fair
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| Casts her spell with a scent of rose
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| Tells me I’m the one she wants to know
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| The one I love, yeah the one I love
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| I go home to the one I love
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| I like a good temptress to stir my blood
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| When I go home to the one I love
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| She goes out dancin' with all her friends
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| Spins around with all kinds of men
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| Comes home smilin' who knows where from
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| Cuz she knows, she’s the one I love
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| The one I love, yeah the one I love
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| She comes home the one I love
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| And we both know that it’s good to be us
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| She comes home the one I love
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| Yeah the one I love, yeah the one I love
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| I go home to the one I love
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| And I like a good temptress to stir my blood
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| But I go home to the one I love
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| And I like a good temptress to stir my blood
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| But I go home to the one I love |