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My girl, she doesn't need a thing
Black roses, diamond-flavored rings
White satin panties laid to waste
No gold or lines with thick taste

I gave her treats to make her mine
Champagne, Love Potion #9
There's only one thing she will take
I guess I found by mistake
Ayy

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No Gucci valentines
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No Dolce lemon rinds
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No Versace designs
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)

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Hot ramen, she's only in my bones
A kiss I never did part
I get blind by the fold
Couldn't sell my soul
To anyone who battles my heart
Anyone who battles my heart

Black stockings, decorate her thighs
One kiss, one touch to paralyze
Full-body hypodermic cleats
No sweat, no windowless seats

At first, I felt a bit estranged
All preconceptions rearranged
Suede lotion, Rock Shandy fondue
I'll admit, I'll try them all too
Ooh

(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
No snakeskin lemon pie
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No crocodile bites
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
No shirring [?] on ice
Only one thing on her mind

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Shotgun, and she's only in my bones
A stranger for the sweethearts
I get blind by the fold
Never sell my soul
To anyone who battles my heart
Anyone who battles my heart