| She’s got Chanel upon her lips
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| A four-inch skirt down on her hips
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| And all I got
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| Is just a couple pair of jeans
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| She’s so hot
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| And she’s the only thing you see
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| If I had her heels on I would never do you wrong
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| She treats you like a patient with the lies she’s got you on Turn the lights off 'cause I’m all yours
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| Cover you in my curves
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| I’ll give you what you deserve
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| We could get lost, get the lines crossed
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| Run you like a fever
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| If I could be her
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| I’d keep you forever
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| She’s got the perfect little car
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| I drive a Chevy with the paint peeling off
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| She’s got her daddy’s credit card
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| I play for dollars down on Diamond Boulevard
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| If I had her heels on I would never do you wrong
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| She treats you like a patient with the lies she’s got you on Turn the lights off 'cause I’m all yours
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| Cover you in my curves
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| I’ll give you what you deserve
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| We could get lost, get the lines crossed
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| Run you like a fever
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| If I could be her
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| I’d keep you forever
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| If I was her, I’d be your silver lining after the storm
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| 'Cause I can’t stand seeing you crying no more
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| Turn the lights off 'cause I’m all yours
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| Cover you in my curves
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| I’ll give you what you deserve
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| We could get lost, get the lines crossed
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| Run you like a fever
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| Turn the lights off 'cause I’m all yours
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| Cover you in my curves
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| I’ll give you what you deserve
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| We could get lost, get the lines crossed
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| Run you like a fever
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| If I could be her |