Well you know just what you do to me The way you move soft and slippery Cut the night just like a razor Rarely talk and that's the danger It's the one thing You are my thing
You know your voice is a love song It's a catcall from the past There's no ice in your lover's walk You don't look twice 'cause you move so fast
You've got a dozen men behind you You've got dead flowers on the floor You're too pretty in the daylight It keeps them coming back for more
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