She got something for everyone
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She got something sweet that makes me want to come over
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She's got something out and she's got something in
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She got something sick on down beneath her skin
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Was it right for her to freak and (frequently) let me in
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Was it right for her to turn my brass (grass / ass) to sin
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Ponies on the beach right back into her head
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One more drink and we slip back into her bead
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But does that mean that I can't slip into another trance
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And completely take a trip into your eyes and I will turn you onto
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Mother don't you know I'm a slave to that soul
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Mother don't you know I'm just a fool to be your slave
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Mother don't you know I've got to dance on that grave
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Mother don't you know I'm a slave to that soul
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Rubies on a ring all make your lips get wet
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So I rap a string of pearls on down around her neck
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Take it in your arms and you can feel her thrust (crush)
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A twisted psychophonic (???) love of vixen lust
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She Got, She Got(Earth Mother)
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