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I wanna know when you're mine
son of a gun are you shooting in time
why do you wear so much red
it made a mess when we kissed on my bed

another round for the girl
who knows my weakness who knows how to twirl
enough to get her undressed
I ride your senses and you ride my chest

around my neck there's a rope
sometimes you pull it and I start to choke
is it a test for the girl
who knows what it takes to be in your world

so if you want, come collect

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