| Hand… sOn!
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| Ain’t no angel. |
| standin' by me
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| Good or evil it’s all the same
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| I’m defenceless leave me breathless
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| When I hear your name.
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| You’re my one vice, at a high price
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| An addiction I just can’t shake
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| Gotta have it like a dirty habit
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| That I just, can’t, break
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| (It's not your body), it’s not your mind
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| It’s somethin' else cuz I’ve had your kind before
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| (It's more than love), more than your kiss
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| The secret lies in your, fingertips
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| (Hands on), you' got control o' me
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| Push the buttons drive me (crazy baby)
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| (Hands on) a hunger that I' gotta feed
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| I’m a slave to your touch (hands on)
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| (I wanna lock you up, tie you down)
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| 'Cause tomorrow ya might be gone
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| (Any fool knows to take a good thing)
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| When it comes along…
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| (It's not your money), it’s not your style
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| It’s something else, that makes me wild for you
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| (It's more than love), more than your kiss
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| The secret lies in your, fingertips.
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| (Hands on), you' got control o' me
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| Push the buttons drive me (crazy baby)
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| (Hands on) a hunger that I' gotta feed
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| I’m a slave to your touch (hands on)
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| (Hands on), you' got control o' me
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| Push the buttons drive me (crazy baby)
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| (Hands on) a hunger that I' gotta feed
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| I’m a slave to your touch (whoa-oh-oh)
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| I need you oh so much (hands on)
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| TALK:
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| Come on baby, put your hands on this!
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| SING:
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| It’s not your body, it’s not your mind
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| It’s somethin' else, that makes me wild for you
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| (It's more than love), more than your kiss
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| The secret lies in your, fingertips.
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| Oh yeah…
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| Oh. |
| baby. |