Poor boy
No one on his arm
He's got, tongue for talent
Got, head off and your feet on
You want it
Hungry now and begging for my skin

*You said, You said
I feel good all over
You said, You said
There's never been another
Like me, Like me
There's nobody like me
Baby it's a shame
That you can't say the same*

You wrap me in
Take a look, Take a like mmm
It's the, cure for anything
You want my deepest thoughts
Want to catch me hot
Well, everybody's got their going rate

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