| A goddess on a mountain top
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| Was burning like a silver flame
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| The summit of beauty in love
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| And Venus was her name
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| She’s got it, yeah, Baby, she’s got it
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| Well, I’m your Venus, I’m your fire
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| At your desire
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| Well, I’m your Venus, I’m your fire
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| At your desire
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| Her weapon were her crystal eyes
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| Making every man mad
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| Black as the dark night she was
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| Got what no-one else had
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| She’s got it, yeah, Baby, she’s got it
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| Well, I’m your Venus, I’m your fire
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| At your desire
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| Well, I’m your Venus, I’m your fire
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| At your desire
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| She’s got it, yeah, Baby, she’s got it
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| Well, I’m your Venus, I’m your fire
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| At your desire
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| Well, I’m your Venus, I’m your fire
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| At your desire |