It was in the lobby when I set my sights on you
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Shoulda kissed you in the elevator,
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but I was too scared to
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It was in the morning when I made up my mind
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I want you staple-gunned right to my side all of the time
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Whoa
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Do I have to spell it out for you
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or scream it in your face?
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Oh, the chemistry between us could destroy this place
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Do I have to spell it out for you
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or whisper in your ear?
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Oh, just stop right there
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I think that we've got something here
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We were all alone when I finally made a pass at you
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It didn't work, and no it never does,
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but you know how I do
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We were on the phone when I made up my mind
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I want you staple-gunned right to my side all of the time
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Woah
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Do I have to spell it out for you
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or scream it in your face?
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Oh, the chemistry between us could destroy this place
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Do I have to spell it out for you
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or whisper in your ear?
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Oh, just stop right there
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I think that we've got something here
|
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Do I have to spell it out for you
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or scream it in your face?
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Oh, the chemistry between us could destroy this place
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Do I have to spell it out for you
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or whisper in your ear?
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Oh, just stop right there
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I think that we've got something here
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Whoa, whoa, whoa
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Whoa, whoa, whoa
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Whoa, whoa
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Staplegunned (Remix)
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