There's no sense in about music, no of sex can be done I mean, the of music's confusing, that's all The directness of sex is fun
And the road that will you to both of them Is known for the races and But there's less of a mystery in If we just get some directions sex
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Well, at first you say you'll do it for love But then you do it with friends, As soon as you do it for Right there's the innocence ends
How you navigate between better and worse With just these numbers of to count? The pop charts are just cutting For the number of units you
When spirit gets in accounting The takes its toll You find yourself craving more It's the of rock and roll
And it you to strange addictions Like image, spin Just trying to get them to you, that's what you think How that be such a sin?
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Well, do you want them to like you for? See That's the question to ask, that's the Would it you if everyone knew your face If that were only a mask?
And why do you them to like you? What are you trying to bring? Or do you after just their attention Do you want them to when you sing?
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What you to do? you tryin' to do? Capture their beauty So that you feel loved for an hour? Is it the power of attractive, no
It is the attraction of power? See, sex and music are much the We with hearts and skin And what you are going to get out of both Is just you put in
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