Trouble
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She (she, she) she like to model for me (me, me)
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The way she wear it is dangerous
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She walk around me like a predator
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And I'm something to eat (eat, eat)
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Nothing to her but a treat (treat, treat)
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Something she play with and leave alone
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And I can't help it but to let her use me
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Every little thing about her says she's trouble (trouble)
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And every little thing she do just makes me want her more
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More and more
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She melts, melts herself all over me (me, me)
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As sexy candle but so much hotter
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Pain is just pleasure with the volume up
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I want it louder
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I'm spending all my money on her
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No matter where I go there she is
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Half-naked waiting for me (waiting for me)
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Waiting for me (waiting for me, oh)
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Every little thing about her says she's trouble (trouble)
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And every little thing she do just makes me want her more
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More and more
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More and more
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More and more
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More and more
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Every little thing about her says she's trouble (trouble)
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And every little thing she do just makes me want her more
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Oh, every little thing about her says she's trouble (trouble)
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And every little thing she do just makes me want her more
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More and more
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More and more
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More and more
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More and more
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