(Bag, Gene Simmons)
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[Verse]
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That's right
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You know I kinda love ya (yeah)
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All the way to the bitter end
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Because you're breaking my balls
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You're making me crawl
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On all fours again (Aw)
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[Chorus]
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Yeah
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I like it rough (Ha-ha)
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You know I like that rough stuff
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[Verse]
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I don't need your affection
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Let me shake and lift a leg (yeah)
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Your eyes are a-gog
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I'll bark like a dog
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And let's roll in bed
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Yeah
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I like it
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Aw-aw
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And when I take your body
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So help me God
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We go all night long
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Let me tie you up
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And you make me bark like a dog (yeah)
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Huh-huh
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And you say, "what big eyes you have"
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And I say, "better to see you with" (hmmm)
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And you say, "what big arms you have"
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And I say, "the better to hold you with"
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And you say, "that's a big tongue you've got"
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And I say, "the better to eat you with my dear" (Ha-ha-ha)
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I like it
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Aw
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Yeah
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Aw
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Again and again and again
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Ow ow ow
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Dog
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Gene Simmons |