| I’m customized to do everything I shouldn’t do
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| I’ve learned all that I know by stubbornness and blues
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| I got my schooling more or less on the street
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| My eyes have seen a thing or two, oh-oh
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| And though my heart has made me weary I like everything about you
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| Yes I do, yes I do, yes I do, yes I do
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| I like the way you look, the way that you talk
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| I like the way that you move when you walk
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| My mind is set on you
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| My pelvis is on fire
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| And I can’t shake it off
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| My b-b-b-b-b-b-brain is out of t-t-t-timing
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| What’s life without any shaking?
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| A little bit of juicy pussy pin-up
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| The jukebox down in the corner needs a coin for a Sad Man’s Tongue
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| When you shake that thing, I’m down on my old knees
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| You go girl, I’m in love with you, oh-oh
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| And though my heart has made me weary I like everything about you
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| Yes I do, yes I do, yes I do, yes I do
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| I like the way you look, the way that you talk
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| I like the way that you move when you walk
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| My mind is set on you
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| My pelvis is on fire
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| And I can’t shake it off
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| My b-b-b-b-b-b-brain is out of t-t-t-timing
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| I got a bullet living inside my head
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| I got a bullet living inside my head
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| I got a bullet living inside my head
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| I got a bullet living inside my head, oh-oh
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| I got a bullet living inside my head
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| Oh baby, bullet dear
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| Oh baby, bullet dear
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| Oh baby, bullet dear
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| Oh baby, bullet dear, oh |