Hot hands
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Move things
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I write in his wall
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I have no mind at all
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Hot things
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Move him
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I write on his wall
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I have no heart at all
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I think she's a pretty little fool
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She holds me down, she flows
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She has a back like Marie
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I think he's a crazy bastard
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Drives me home, he goes
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You have a back like Marie
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You have pearls in your eyes
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And you use your burning to wrap yourself in
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And you use your fever to hide yourself away
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And you use sweating to keep me down
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And you use your heat to have me
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And you use your fire to be stronger than me
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And you use your flame agains me
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I won't come back like Marie
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The pearls on my eyes
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These pearls on my eyes
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They make me blind
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I write on your wall
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I have no eyes at all
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I write on your wall
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I have no eyes at all
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Pearl
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Throwing Muses |