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Swoon this is the same old blood rush with a new touch I am safe, quaint and eloquent But my bottom lip along with the top one too Is chapped and it's all thanks to you We all wet our lips to prepare for the kiss But it never came And we all wet our lips to prepare for the kiss It was but a game You have a moan all of your own And I can feel it down to the bone And you have a moan all of your own And I can feel it down to the bone (The bone, the bone) You trained these lips when they were champs And now they're itchin' for a comeback So come back It's a shame that your claim to fame Hangs on someone else's name So come back Such a task and this is such a blast And such a task And such a task and this is such a blast And all that jazz You have a moan all of your own And I can feel it down to the bone And you have a moan all of your own And I can feel it down to the bone You have a dangerous face and illegal taste And that strap is fallen on that shoulder blade Be patient Behave You have a dangerous face and illegal taste And that strap is fallen on that shoulder blade Be patient Behave You have a dangerous face and illegal taste And that strap is fallen on that shoulder blade Be patient Behave You trained these lips when they were champs And now they're itchin' for a comeback You have a moan all of your own And I can feel it down to the bone And you have a moan all of your own And I can feel it down to the bone
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