You think I love you
For just one thing
To you my
Hey sexy, my lovely lady
No one can make me feel
Of all the things I want in the world
Is to
If the music make you move
'Cause you can really groove
Then
Im bone-ified, socilitified, and qualified to do
Anything your heart can
I wanna come back
'Coz I like it like that
Your modus
Come first, come, love is calling and once again I'm
I'm gonna have to tell her
I just can't help myself
I'll
It's heaven to me when you're near
And i can see
Every morning when I rise, baby
I look into your sexy
Just let me touch, let me hold
Let me feel, let
Someone, someone
Someone, someone
Someone, someone
Someone, someone
I need to b
Black man, born free
At least that's the way it's supposed
Who's the black private dick
That's a sex machine to all
I thought that I wanted to be free
And the street
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