| She got me loving in the morning
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| Got me singing in the pouring rain
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| Got me wrapped around her finger
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| I’m perfect in the palm of your hand
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| Message couldn’t be much clearer
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| Like a metaphor of make-believe
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| But somebody wouldn’t pinch me
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| That would be the end of this dream
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| Well pardon my manners
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| Just something about you turns me to a savage
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| If imma be honest I can’t help but to stay
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| Yeah, I’m losing my balance
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| Got me running into circles around you to please you
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| I do what I need to
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| So pardon my manners
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| Just something about you turns me to a savage
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| Savage
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| Well pardon my manners
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| But something about you turns me to a savage
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| Savage
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| And baby every time you walk by
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| I can feel magic in the air
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| Promise this ain’t a drop by
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| I’m tryna sweep you up and keep you here
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| Got me running into circles around you to please you
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| I do what I need to
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| So pardon my manners
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| Just something about you turns me to a savage
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| Savage
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| Well pardon my manners
|
| But something about you turns me to a savage
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| Savage
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| Well pardon my manners
|
| Just something about you turns me to a savage
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| If imma be honest I can’t help but to stay
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| Yeah, I’m losing my balance
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| Got me running into circles around you to please you
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| I do what I need to
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| So pardon my manners
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| Just something about you turns me to a savage
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| Savage
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| Well pardon my manners
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| But something about you turns me to a savage
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| Savage |