| Golden honey dripping from this house
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| Black stilettos on a leather couch
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| Jeans sticking tight like glue
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| Soaking wet, drink it up like juice
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| Come on, come on, come on
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| Come on, come on, come on
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| Lay me down on sheets of cotton
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| You make me feel like I could fly
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| Headlights on the bedposts, we ain’t stopping
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| If you forgot, I’ll tell you why
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| 'Cause Charlie ain’t home
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| Charlie ain’t home
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| Charlie ain’t home
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| Dig my fingertips into your back
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| Till the pictures break and the floorboards crack
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| On my tongue is a silver key
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| Swimming deep in the sinners' sea
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| Come on, come on, come on
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| Come on, come on, come on
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| Lay me down on sheets of cotton
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| You make me feel like I could fly
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| Headlights on the bedposts, we ain’t stopping
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| If you forgot, I’ll tell you why
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| 'Cause Charlie ain’t home
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| Charlie ain’t home
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| Charlie ain’t home
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| Oh Charlie, Charlie
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| Please let that boy go darling
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| It wasn’t his fault, it was mine
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| Oh Charlie, Charlie
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| He didn’t know no better
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| I should have listened, you were right
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| Lay me down on sheets of cotton
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| You make me feel like I could fly
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| Headlights on the bedposts, we ain’t stopping
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| If you forgot, I’ll tell you why
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| 'Cause Charlie ain’t home
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| Charlie ain’t home
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| Charlie ain’t home
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| Charlie ain’t home
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| Charlie ain’t home |