| Another party with the same kids,
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| Another night with the same drinks
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| I need to find myself a new chick
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| I need to kiss a set of new lips
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| She’s gotta be something new to me
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| A fresh face, someone new to please
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| So come on, come on girl, just you and me
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| Oh come on girl, just you and me
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| This kind of girl makes it rough (makin' it rough)
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| Holding our breath while we touch
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| She won’t kiss and tell, but this isn’t how
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| She got that name, it all seems like a game
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| How she moves so well, I won’t call this hell
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| If I had to guess, I’d say we have a mess you could sell
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| And how am I supposed to think,
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| With her hands all over me
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| Telling me the right things,
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| Ever so distracting
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| She’s gotta be something new to me
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| Loose ends but no sight of strings
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| So come on, come on girl, just you and me
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| Oh come on girl, just you and me
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| This kind of girl makes it rough (makin' it rough)
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| Holding our breath while we touch
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| She won’t kiss and tell, but this isn’t how
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| She got that name, it all seems like a game
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| How she moves so well, I won’t call this hell
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| If I had to guess, I’d say we have a mess you could sell
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| She’s makin' it harder, harder to breathe
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| I’m gettin' weaker, but still pullin' the strings
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| The lights are all off, there’s no one around
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| We’ve both lost our minds, nowhere to be found
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| It’s gettin' hot, I’m not saying this is hell
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| but I swear, this girl’s a mess you could sell
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| She won’t kiss and tell, but this isn’t how
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| She got that name, it all seems like a game
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| How she moves well, I won’t call this hell
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| If I had to guess, I’d say we’ve got a mess you could sell |