| Are you gonna turn me on?
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| Or are you gonna turn on me?
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| It’s just a sense, really nothing clear
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| Is this desire, or is this fear?
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| Do I let you in, do I shut you out?
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| Is this control, or is this doubt?
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| You move so close, that I feel your sweat?
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| Is it time to go, but not just yet?
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| Here’s the thing, is it love or hate?
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| Is it right or wrong, can we get it straight?
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| Can we just, get it straight?
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| Are you gonna turn me on?
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| Or are you gonna turn on me?
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| Are you gonna turn me on?
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| Or are you gonna turn on me?
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| I laugh along, by the door
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| Play a game, still there’s more
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| You stare so deep, it gives me a chill
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| Maybe we should, wait until
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| When it’s no surprise, when I feel your weight
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| I can’t react, it’s up to fate
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| Up to fate
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| Are you gonna turn me on?
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| Or are you gonna turn on me?
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| Are you gonna turn me on?
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| Or are you gonna turn on me?
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| Is this a dream? |
| Is this a dream?
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| Touch my shoulder, could you be colder?
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| Are you gonna turn me on?
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| Or are you gonna turn on me? |