Hush darling
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And let's keep this strictly obsessional
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My choice of words have got you quivering
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And your legs are in the hands of a professional
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Say something
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Where are you hiding with that boyish charm?
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Your lack of words has got me quivering
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As I tighten the grip on your arm.
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Say something
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But nobody move
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Chorus:
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You could be anyone at all
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(And I'll make you anything I want)
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You could be anything at all
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(Tell me I'm everything you want)
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Cutie pie, What were you saying?
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I was touching up my eyes
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What's that you say about the pace at which we're moving?
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And how it doesn't suit your stride
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Tell me, love
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What do you think about the color in my hair?
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I thought I'd compliment the hatred in your eyes
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Now we're a jaw dropping affair
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Chorus
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Tell me everything
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And I'll tell you anything I want
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I'll put it there and you'll leave it alone, Nobody move, Nobody move x2
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Chorus
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I'll put it there and you'll leave it alone, Nobody move, Nobody move x2
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Say something
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Professional Hands
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Vanity Theft |