I want to taste you naked on the fucking floor.
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so drink up my love.
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it's your night my love.
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you can't feel the bang on an empty stomach.
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wow. yeah. yeah. wow. yeah.
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this is what you wanted.
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you could be the one.
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you can't feel this in those drunken knees that bend and I can't have you this way.
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delirious, it's hit that point but the nights not over.
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shout it out baby, you're full of glitz and glamour.
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in the thick of things you're so naive.
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how could you think these things would last for more than a night?
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this is the flavor. this is the taste.
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come hold these bleeding hands.
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let all the blood soak in.
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you cry, hiding the tears.
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you cry. wooooo.
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this is the flavor. this is the taste.
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I want to take you down.
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and now you wish that you'd never met me.
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remember when I found you.
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well that's where your life took a crash and burn.
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so long sweetheart.
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sing me another song.
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before I leave you in the gutter.
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that's where I found you dead. yeah.
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you've made it this far darling.
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and now you're in that gutter.
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and that's where I see you sweetly singing your songs of lust.
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and that's where you'll sing so sweetly.
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Wine 'em, Dine 'em, Sixty-Nine 'em
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| Eighteen Visions |
