You're in safe hands here cos I'm a ladies' man.
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I got my work cut out I'm doing what I can.
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So hold me, touch me, thrill me.
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Don't ever let me go.
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Don't ask me to explain it,
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cos you don't wanna know
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Ahh ahh.
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Your hair is beautfiul tonight.
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Oooh oooh.
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Hold me now the feeling's right.
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Just below the surface is a fear that just won't go.
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So come on and hold me.
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Come on and hold me, hold me, hold me
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I know a place where we can go and be just what we want.
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I don't wanna be me;
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I get so tired and bored.
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So don't ask any questions,
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and I will tell no lies.
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Stop living like some housewife,
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and be yourself tonight.
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Ahh ahh.
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Your hair is beautfiul tonight.
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Oooh oooh.
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Hold me now the feeling's right.
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Just below the surface is a fear that just won't go.
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So come on and hold me.
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Come on and hold me, hold me, hold me
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Ladies Man
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| Pulp |
