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JAMES / LAID This bed is on fire With passion and love The neighbors complain about the noises above But she only comes when she's on top My therapist said not to see you no more She said you're like a disease without any cure She said I'm so obsessed that I'm becoming a bore, oh no Ah, you think you're so pretty Caught your hand inside the till Slammed your fingers in the door Fought with kitchen knives and skewers Dressed me up in women's clothes Messed around with gender roles Line my eyes and call me pretty Moved out of the house, so you moved next door I locked you out, you cut a hole in the wall I found you sleeping next to me, I thought I was alone You're driving me crazy, when are you coming home Pretty Pretty |
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GIVE IT TO ME Give It 2 Me What are you waiting for? Nobody's gonna show you how Why work for someone else To do what you can do right now? Got no boundaries and no limits If there's excitement, put me in it If it's against the law, arrest me If you can handle it, undress me Don't stop me now, don't need to catch my breath I can go on and on and on When the lights go down and there's no one left I can go on and on and on Give it to me, yeah No one's gonna show me how Give it to me, yeah No one's gonna stop me now They say that a good thing never lasts And then it has to fall Those are the the people that did not Amount to much at all Give me the bassline and I'll shake it Give me a record and I'll break it There's no beginning and no ending Give me a chance to go and I'll take it |