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Hahahahaha, I just had a funny thought Feelin kinda sleezy, in my low rise jeans I've got a nice crop top on, can you see my belly ring? I just cut my hair I made it a little too short Now you can kiss my neck, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss my neck Kiss kiss, just to start I'm going hard for you Raised skin on my body Sweat as a perfume I WANNA BOTTLE YOU I wanna take you around. I wanna show you my room Think of all we could do foolin' around Foolin' around, foolin' around with you Foolin' around with you Foolin' around with you, fooling' around with you Foolin' around with you Love knows not its own depth, until the hour of separation Love knows not its own depth, until the hour of separation Love knows not its own depth, until the hour of separation Love knows not its own depth, until the hour of separation Separation, separation It's getting close now till we both part ways Will I see you on another day? Will I see you on a Monday? Will I see you on another day? Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday
Writer(s): Alexander Cowan, Raphaelle Standell-preston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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