| On the outside I’m a good boy
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| Let me inside 'cause I’m full of joy
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| I don’t wanna shock you but I’m an electric eel, yeah
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| How’s that make your denominator feel?
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| Think I’ll surprise her
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| I can always depend on my great equalizer, yeah
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| I wanna grind (and grind)
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| And grind (and grind)
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| And grind (and grind)
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| And grind (lose your mind)
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| I kissed you once but will I kiss you again?
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| Be certain with sex and you’ll always have friends
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| Your glands wanna freak, your hands wanna speak
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| And your mind slips away at the peak
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| Time stops, the light goes on
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| A thundering head and no body
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| Washed up and woke up on the beach
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| Seaside breakfast, a tender egg on white sand
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| Legs long and tan without a break, even to the neck
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| Suddenly, simultaneously, an eclipse and a snowfall
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| Flakes melt instantly on the shoulders like wet silver
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| Burning little holes all the way to the marrow
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| Puckered flesh like avocado sags into a green pool
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| All the birds leave turquoise ruts across the velveeta sky
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| It’s time to scream
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| I wanna be your number 1 lowest common denominator
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| (Number 1 lowest common denominator)
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| (Number 1 lowest common denominator)
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| (Number 1 lowest common denominator) |