Good girls go to heaven
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bad girls go to hell
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The rest of them get rich
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And do just what they feel
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Well rich boys live in houses
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And poor boys live in sin
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The rest of them get married
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And are never seen again
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Well let me tell a story explain the shape I'm in
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The girl I had last night had never tasted sin
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So I took her to my hotel where I tried to get my way
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She said "Wait a minute, Bret, there's something I must say..."
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She said If you wanna talk that's fine with me
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But if you want more you'd better let me be
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Chorus:
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Cause you can look but you can't touch
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Cause the best things in life ain't cheap
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You can look but you can't touch
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Cause baby I ain't for keeps
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Well maybe I'm a bad boy
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OK, so I've been around the block
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But I am good at one thing
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And believe me it ain't talk
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She says you must be kidding
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I've heard this all before
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Other girls might buy it
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But I don't, that's for sure
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Now wait a minute baby
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I don't want you to go
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She said "Don't get no closer
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The answer still is no"
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So I wined her, dined her, fancy talked
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Acted cool and smooth
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Got my hands around her shoulder
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Two inches from the move
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Well I guess I'm about as close as I could be
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So I finally made my move, she just said to me
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Chorus
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Let me show you something
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Mmm, let me set the pace
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Slid my hand up her leg
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As she slapped me across my face
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Can't blame a man for tryin'
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Wantin' action ain't a crime
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I didn't plan on spending money
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Just to get a piece of mind
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Solo
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Look But You Can't Touch
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| Poison |
