Everybody's in the major leagues
Ain't nobody wanna be straight up
I
Saying how I feel so deep inside
(Now girl)
You are somethin'
Well, after the party?s over
Black limousines, they gather around
Our stance,
I know a place where we can get it on
Love's a golden band
Little hands that have gripped a thousand
Strange bizarre way to start a relationship
You got the hips
Alright, yeah, come on, come on
It's mystery, mystery, yeah
Mystery, mystery
Mys
There's many tears and sad love songs
For all of those
Hold up, let me take my pants off baby
Hold up,
Your lips, your smile, your tenderness, ooh baby
The way you
You know there's somthin' that's come over me
You know there's
Don't even like to think about it
I don't know what
We shall meet oh yeah yeah oh oh yeah oh
I
Jon B, bring it on now
Let them feel where you're
I think about the clever lines to spill to you
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