The message you're about to hear is not meant for transmission
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Should only be accessed in the privacy of your mind
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Words are intense so my dear if you dare to listen
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Take off your clothes
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And Meet me between the lines
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Are you ready for the touch that makes you go insane
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Breast to lips to cheek to mane
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I'll pull your hair, you'll feel no pain
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Are you ready for the only forever we'll both obtain
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The only joy in this forsaken game
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You'll feel ashamed and ordained
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When I lay my hands on you
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The touch you're about to feel is the one you've been wishin' for
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It's been here like an echo inside your space and time
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It's about to get freaky cause the places that I'll be kissin'
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Are the places that no other man could ever find
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Oh wind up ready for...
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The touch that makes you go insane
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Breast to lips to cheek to mane
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I'll pull your hair, you'll feel no pain
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Are you ready for the only forever we'll both obtain
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The only joy in this forsaken game (God forbid)
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You'll feel ashamed and ordained (God forbid)
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When I lay my hands on you
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Nobody knows
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Like God knows
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Where the deepest part of your river flows
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Snap Snap
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Undo these nylon hose
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Around your thigh my finger goes slowly
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Like a cat tip-toes
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Until I reach the cat's nose
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I will touch thee in the softest manner
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Like Europa in the hands of Santana
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Are you ready for the touch that makes you go insane
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Breast to lips to cheek to mane
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I'll pull your hair, you'll feel no pain
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Are you ready for the only forever we'll both obtain
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The only joy in this forsaken game
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You'll feel ashamed and ordained
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When I lay my hands on you
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When I lay my hands on you
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When I lay my hands on you
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| Prince |
