| Last night I slept in my stilettos, Holiday Inn
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| Yeah, we were sipping amaretto, swimming in sin
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| Sometimes I get a little ghetto since I been with him
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| Black velvet gloves and tunnel vision, tangerine tongue
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| I’m way too good at bad decisions, and he’s the worst one
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| My four leaf clover keep me wishing, hands on the gun
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| He’s got his spell on me, and I can’t believe
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| That I feel so weak, that I fell so deep
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| He my cherry crush, my blunderbuss
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| Living lies and lust, mmm, sex and stardust
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| Gotta let go, but I can’t
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| But he don’t know I got a man
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| I’m a bad girl, give me that
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| Rocking and rolling on these king sheets, cinnamon chex
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| So soft, so sticky sweet, I can’t stand up on my legs
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| Feels like I’m flying, but I’m six feet under his hex
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| He’s got his spell on me, and I can’t believe
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| That I feel so weak, that I fell so deep
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| He my cherry crush, my blunderbuss
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| Living lies and lust, mmm, sex and stardust
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| Gotta let go, but I can’t
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| But he don’t know I got a man
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| I’m a bad girl, give me that
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| No, I can’t stop, I got it bad
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| Bourbon, butterscotch, don’t think that I can stop
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| Oceans, crystal balls, handprints on vinyl walls
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| You push me to the edge, can’t get enough of him
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| Heart and heavy lead, let’s never leave the bed
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| (Dadadada, dada, da, dada, dada
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| Dadadada, da, dadada, dada
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| Dadadada, dada, da, dada, dada
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| Dadadada, da, dadada, dada)
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| He’s got his spell on me, and I can’t believe
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| That I feel so weak, that I fell so deep
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| He my cherry crush, my blunderbuss
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| Living lies and lust, mmm, sex and stardust
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| Gotta let go, but I can’t
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| But he don’t know I got a man
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| I’m a bad girl, give me that
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| No, I can’t stop, I got it bad
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| Gotta let go, but I can’t
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| But he don’t know I got a man
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| I’m a bad girl, give me that
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| No, I can’t stop, I got it bad |