It must have rained two weeks last summer
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When the ice cream man cancelled it was such a fuckin' bummer
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We were floating down the streets lying naked in a raft
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I was honing and practicing my love making craft
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I was honing it
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And I held ya
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When the weather man said he couldn't grant us a reprieve
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You were gettin' on my nerves and I wanted you to leave
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Well you test me every day you're like a bug up my nose
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I swear I'm gonna leave you, but you keep me on my toes
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On my toes
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Let me hold you
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Well you're the one for me I can't leave you
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You nasty little bitch I ain't ever gonna free ya
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With the lipstick and the passion and the power and the blood
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I'm gonna keep you as my hostage in this neverending flood
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In this flood
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If it rings and it's your mother, then I'll fill it full of buckshot
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If the sun comes up tomorrow, then I guess I'll take your cuffs off
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When you wiggle from the pain, I like the way you twist your spine
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It's special moments like these that let me know that you're mine
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I know you're mine
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Let me hold ya
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Well you're the one for me I can't leave you
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You nasty little bitch I ain't ever gonna free ya
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With the lipstick and the passion and the power and the blood
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I'm gonna keep you as my hostage in this neverending flood
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In this flood
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My love is like a fire, I guess you'd call it two-fisted
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Some people say I'm sick they don't understand I'm twisted
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Don't let the bruises scare your friends
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We can cover them with make-up
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You know I'll always love you
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You'll always be my buttercup
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You'll be my buttercup
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Let me hold ya
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Well you're the one for me I can't leave you
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You nasty little bitch I ain't ever gonna free ya
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With the lipstick and the passion and the power and the blood
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I'm gonna keep you as my hostage in this neverending flood
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In this flood
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I wanna touch, I wanna tease
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In this flood
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I wanna tempt ya, I wanna twist
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In this flood
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This Flood
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