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* Da Ya Think I'm Sexy *
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Sugar
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Sugar
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Mmm... ooh
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She sits alone waiting for suggestions
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He's so nervous avoiding all her questions
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His lips are dry, her heart is gently pounding
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Don't you just know exactly what they're thinking?
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If you want my body and you think I'm sexy
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Come on, sugar, let me know
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If you really need me just reach out and touch me
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Come on, honey, tell me so
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He's acting shy looking for an answer
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Come on, honey, let's spend the night together
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Now hold on a minute before we go much further
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Give me a dime so I can phone my mother
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They catch a cab to his high rise apartment
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At last he can tell her exactly what his heart meant
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If you want my body and you think I'm sexy
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Come on, sugar, let me know
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If you really need me just reach out and touch me
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Come on, honey, tell me so
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His heart's beating like a drum
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'Cause at last he's got his girl home
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Relax, baby, now we are alone
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They wake at dawn 'cause all the birds are singing
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Two total strangers but that ain't what they're thinking
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Outside it's cold, misty and it's raining
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They got each other, neither one's complaining
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He say's I'm sorry but I'm out of milk and coffee
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Never mind, sugar, we can watch the early movie
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If you want my body and you think I'm sexy
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Come on, sugar, let me know
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If you really need me just reach out and touch me
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Come on, honey, tell me so
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Tell me so, baby..
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Da Ya Think I`m Sexy
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| Rod Stewart |
