Correction Paroles Show Me, Show Me par Rozz Dyliams

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Hips. Tits. Lips. Power
When you walk around with all that my thoughts are so dirty I think I need to take a shower
Thinking about you in the witching hour
In the thunder shower tossing and turning back and forth on my sobakawa
Thinking about all the different positions that I want ya
Working out a way to work my way into getting some Shawnna
At a glance I caught you glancing over casanova checking out each other through the reflection of the kitchen counter
Mind is going crazy in circles until they surround ya
Sexual glands at the mating dance are swirling around ya
Losing track of time the way that I'm
Thinking about disintegration of the comfort zone I gotta take you outta
I think you need a Patrick Bateman kinda guy in your life to take you to (?) and endlessly show you highеr culture
Wanted to own your whole bеing ever since I first saw ya walkin' up out of central co-op with a coffee stain on ya

Bangarang, I got two tickets to stomp we could watch them bang them thangs
And maybe go to my house
I been fantasizing bout more than just analyzing important little details that most people would think are mundane about ya
But the secrets deep inside ya come alive and come right out ya
Wanna push a button, get reaction, write a caption on ya
If ya feel some kind of way, or have a thought of some dismay
Then I'ma say it's best to push it to the back and keep it movin'
Cause you ridin' with the one they call the man who make it thunder
So no wonder, why you wonder, why it isn't raining on ya
I could turn it up a bit, I take it that you want it vulgar
You disgraceful cellulitis how I loathe it
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