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Keep your hands to yourself, These lips belong to someone else. And you know that you, will never get on it. Keep your lies to yourself, *cos' every lie, you heard from someone else, And you know that you will never get with it. Well I sussed you good. *oh You knew I would. *oh haven't you heard? *you're just a mark on my shirt. Another night and another girl? Well I taste so good, But you knew I would. So who's keeping score, On who is a whore? With you by my side That look in your eye *I hope you dont. Go home and wash your jeans, *cos' there's dirt on the knees, Your jealously doesn't sit with me. You love, I love you too, Below the waist I'll start charging you, Cause that's just how the players play the game. *oh My winning streak, is missing. So who's keeping score, On who is a whore? With you by my side That look in your eye *I hope you dont. So who's keeping score, On who is a whore? With you by my side, That look in your eye, *I hope you dont. *you whore. Save it for the bedroom. (20x) too far, Save it for the bedroom too far, Save it for the bedroom |