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If you were the woman
Crawling over my skin
My eyes are wide open
Is it any wonder?

It's just evolution
Waiting on the corner
Waiting for the number 9 to come, come
Always feeling the crush
I'm looking for

Feels like a rush of blood
And you're feeding me something
I'm on the ceiling
Feeling, feeling
Yeah, yeah, yeah

If you are my karma
Bit of sweet and sour
Feel you put me under
Boyfriend in a coma

Bliss in your pollution
Itching for an answer
Waiting for my sweet divine to come, come
Always feeling the crush
I'm looking for

Feels like a rush of blood
And you're feeding me something
I'm on the ceiling
Feeling, feeling
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Feeling the crush
I'm looking for
Feels like a rush of blood
And you're feeding me something
I'm on the ceiling
Feeling, feeling
Yeah, yeah, yeah
If you were the woman   Crawling over my skin   My eyes are wide open   Is it any wonder?      It's just evolution   Waiting on the corner   Waiting for the number 9 to come, come   Always feeling the crush   I'm looking for      Feels like a rush of blood   And you're feeding me something   I'm on the ceiling   Feeling, feeling   Yeah, yeah, yeah      If you are my karma   Bit of sweet and sour   Feel you put me under   Boyfriend in a coma      Bliss in your pollution   Itching for an answer   Waiting for my sweet divine to come, come   Always feeling the crush   I'm looking for      Feels like a rush of blood   And you're feeding me something   I'm on the ceiling   Feeling, feeling   Yeah, yeah, yeah      Feeling the crush   I'm looking for   Feels like a rush of blood   And you're feeding me something   I'm on the ceiling   Feeling, feeling   Yeah, yeah, yeah