Creep, creep, creep,
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Creep, creep, creep,
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Baby's got another girl,
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'Cross town by the tracks,
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Baby likes to sleep around,
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Well I guess I shoulda asked,
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Lipstick on your collar baby,
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Y'all know that's not my shade,
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My phone's been ringing off the hook,
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And I got hang-up calls for days.
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Please don't stand so close to me,
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I know you're lying,
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Please don't kiss my neck baby,
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I know you're cheating,
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Please don't say another word,
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I can't hear ya,
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Your voice'll make me sleep with the enemy,
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The way you talk silky soft,
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Your touch'll make me sleep with the enemy,
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I can't resist when we kiss,
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Your hands'll make me sleep with the enemy,
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In other words it's a shame,
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Be careful not to sleep with the enemy,
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Sometimes I just don't know my name.
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Baby's like a sex machine,
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He got limbs that's made of steel,
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Got a six-pack showing strong,
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And I like the way it feels,
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What's that perfume I been smelling?
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Y'all know that's not my scent,
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You got a whole lot going on,
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And it's more than just the rent.
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Please don't push up on me boy,
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I know you're cheating,
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Please don't kiss my lips baby,
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'Cause you been creeping,
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Pelase don't say another word,
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I can't hear you,
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Your voice'll make me sleep with the enemy,
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The way you talk silky-soft,
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Your touch'll make me sleep with the enemy,
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I can't resist when we kiss,
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Your hands'll make me sleep with the enemy,
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In other words it's a shame,
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Be carfeul when you sleep with the enemy,
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Sometimes I just don't know my name.
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Feel so good to me, it must be a sin,
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Somebody hold me back I'm giving in, yeah,
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And if the man would ever leave I'd rather be blind,
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Somebody call the doctor I'm about to loose my mind.
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Creep, creep, creep,
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Shit, baby,
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Creep, creep, creep.
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Your voice'll make me sleep with the enemy,
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The way you talk silky-soft,
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Your touch'll make me sleep with the enemy,
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I can't resist when we kiss,
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Your hands'll make me sleep with the enemy,
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In other words it's a shame, baby,
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Be carfeul when you sleep with the enemy,
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Your life just might not be the same.
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Now that I have made my bed,
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I gotta lie in it,
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Truth be told, don't say a word,
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'Cause I ain't buying it,
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I can't be blamed,
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It's a shame, the way you make me feel,
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You know your touch is just a tease,
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I'm sleeping with the enemy.
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Don't stand so close to me,
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When you try to get the last kiss,
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I know your moves,
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Don't touch me, don't push up on me,
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I can't avoid you,
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Boy, you got me going in circles.
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Sleeping With The Enemy
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| Teena Marie |
