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Angel, you're no angel
So how'd you get your name?
Pleasure, that's your measure
Your butt's to wild to tame

Sometimes you even scare me, baby,
And I don't scare to easily
But, Angel, you're no angel
When you're alone with me

Places, you go places
To tear up where you've been
Faces, you wear faces
To hide the mood you're in
Sometimes you get your halo out
For all the world to see

But, Angel ain't no angel
When she's making love with me
When I think I know ya, baby,
You come on like a stranger

Angel, ain't no angel
But she's heaven sent to me
She's no angel
But she's heaven sent to me

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Angel
David Gates



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