Undercover
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Oh sweet darling, kick your shoes off,
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Let your hair down, get in bed;
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Come and lie down here beside me,
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Chase the demons from my head
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Oh this day has been a devil,
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Come here angel make it right,
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Undercover heaven’s waitin,
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Will you take me there tonight?
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Undercover angels hover,
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As we cuddle up in bed,
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Undercover words are uttered,
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Even poets never said,
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Undercover I would rather,
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Be with you than anywhere,
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We are undercover lovers,
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And I run to meet you there
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Private eyes and private moments,
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Private words and flying sparks,
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Sharing fantasies and secrets,
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Fiery kisses, racing hearts,
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It’s a sacred place we go to,
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Magical and sexy too,
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And when we go undercover,
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There is only me and you
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Undercover we discover,
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There’s another world inside,
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Besides this crazy one we live in,
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We can leave it all outside,
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Go undercover
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Come here darling let me hold you,
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Jump in here beside of me,
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When the world is blown to pieces,
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You can always come to me,
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Let me touch you, let me kiss you;
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You don’t have to say a word,
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What you tell me with your body,
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Beats all I’ve ever heard
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Undercover angels hover,
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As we cuddle up in bed,
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Undercover words are uttered,
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Even poets never said,
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Undercover I would rather,
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Be with you than anywhere,
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We are undercover lovers,
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And I run to meet you there
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Come and lay down by my side,
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Undercover heaven’s waitin,
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And we’re going there,
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Going there, going there right now
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Undercover
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| Kenny Rogers |
