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You set a fire up and my skin as your fingertips go scraping I'm as gone as I've ever and it ain't weed or whiskey, baby You put hands on me, I'll put my hands on you We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you me to I can't quit, kick this kind of craving Girl you drive me shades of crazy
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Girl I my mind, a little more every time I've been racing, cross the Let me your body unwind
You set a up and down my skin as your fingertips go scraping I'm as as I've ever been and it ain't weed or whiskey, baby You put hands on me, I'll put my hands on you We'll get out of hand, girl, give you whatever hand you want me to I quit, can't kick this kind of craving Girl you drive me fifty of crazy Fifty of crazy
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