Your bed. Your bed. Your bed is in my head.
Right where we fucked. We fucked. I just couldn't get enough.
So will you please me, please? I'm gettin' down on my knees.
Ain't got no time for clichés, and I don't wanna beg.
We got that symmetry. The way we work together; is it synergy?
I know you like the little sinner in me. So come on baby, will you please me, please?
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