She was sixteen, just a child it would seem, when the world took her on
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Her beauty destroyed and turned men into boys drove their senses beyond,
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She was my all, I'm a brick in her wall, another book on her shelf
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I'd run when she called, summer, winter or fall, I couldn't help myself
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It's been a long time, but she's still on my mind, the way she moves should be a crime
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Watch her get down (sweet lord) watch her get down (oh no)
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and she don't stop, she rock until your eyes are sore,
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Watch her get down (sweet lord) watch her get down (oh no )
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maybe you got the shot, but you ain't ever gonna score
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She's got the skills, dirty dreams are fulfilled, when she walks in the room
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When will you learn, if you play you'll get burned, like a heatwave in June
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Outside in the rain, broken hearts cry her name, until the early morn'
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She's heaven on earth, like perfection gave birth, let the word be born
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Get Down
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| Stephen Simmonds |
