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I don't regret a single word that I've said.
Let it drip down off the back of your head. 

Watch the cross hook kiss, and if you're winding up dead in the water.

Mothers hide your daughters.
Snuck out, and busted, and I can't be trusted.

I come where I'm called. I'm the shadow of a cross on the wall,
Plus creativity, if you like to play.

Move slowly. Rush to crush the flesh, you show me sound, and taste, and touch.

In lust and sweat I trust.

Up. Down. Slide. Front. Back. Grind....Slide...Grind

I love you. I'm thinking of you. I'm stealing from you, Mami.

I've got the talent if you've got the time. 
Come over.
I'm dying to show you.

Peel back the pretenses and blow you away with a blink of my eye.

Up. Down. Slide. Front. Back. Grind....Slide...Grind

And you can take it if you want it, Mami, to the floor.
And you can break it if you buy it baby, ‘cause I’m yours. 

You’ve got the head nod body drop, listen to my heart stop.
If I die, just leave me here.
And if you want me, you’ll keep it ugly, you’ll beg and take and serve and scrape to let me know you love me.

Up. Down. Slide. Front. Back. Grind....Slide...Grind

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