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Sugar
03:25
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Wicked
03:00
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You haven't been yourself and everybody knows
Those little red ruby slippers you wear so well
You know they've always been a little too tight around your toes
And the spell she has over me it grows and grows and it’ll never be lifted
She loves to toy with me and you know she freely admits it
My girl’s so wicked to me
You haven’t crushed me yet
But I feel it in my bones
Feels so good she curls her toes
Click your heels to the beat, rinse and repeat
There's no place like home, yeah there's no place like home
And when it's not me it's so and so it's not about the distance
She doesn't always melt for me but at least she's consistently inconsistent
My girl’s so wicked to me
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3. |
Dance With U
04:01
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Down in Virginia you didn’t have it in you.
Did she bend over backwards, trying to hold back all the laugher?
Or did she know what I was after?
I’m getting’ nervous.
But only on the surface because this time is different.
I’m full of piss and vinegar.
It’s always been a disaster. Maybe I’ll drive a bit faster.
I didn’t drive into Boston just to dance with anyone other than you.
I didn’t come all this way not to follow through.
I didn’t crawl out of Allston just to dance with anyone other than you.
I’m not leaving this city ‘til I leave with you.
That Summer was such a fuckin’ bummer.
I was crushed beneath the weight of the rock that I was under.
And you ran out of time. And then you traded the Metro for the Red Line.
And you can be sure that I have synchronized my watch this time
I didn’t drive into Boston just to dance with anyone other than you.
I didn’t come all this way not to follow through.
I didn’t crawl out of Allston just to dance with anyone other than you.
I’m not leaving this city ‘til I leave with you.
She acts relaxed. Knows just when to play it cool.
She thinks her parents will look at her funny if she goes to one of those state schools.
She knows the devil’s in the details from her years of working retail.
And all of those emails from colleges that tell her “there’s still time”.
But she knows and so do I.
I didn’t drive into Boston just to dance with anyone other than you.
I didn’t come all this way not to follow through.
I didn’t crawl out of Allston just to dance with anyone other than you.
I’m not leaving this city ‘til I leave with you.
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4. |
Marsellus Wallace's Wife
04:47
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