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I wanna bruise your lips With a tender kiss I wanna crush your heart I wanna be your scar And when you're touching me I hear a symphony Oh oh oh, baby Come on now, baby Someone get a priest Maybe the police, i think that we Should call the justice of the peace You're a pretty young thing It's a damn cool thing I gotta tell the world, In case they haven't heard There never was a doubt Oh baby, hush your mouth You're a pretty young thing It's a damn cool thing Let me hear my name Baby, say it again I wanna take you on I wanna be the one And when you're closing in I hear violins Oh oh oh, baby Come on now, baby Someone get a priest Maybe the police, i think that we Should call the justice of the peace You're a pretty young thing It's a damn cool thing I gotta tell the world, In case they haven't heard There never was a doubt Oh baby, hush your mouth You're a pretty young thing It's a damn cool thing Pretty young thing Don't need no diamond ring I'll give you everything I'll show you anything Just shh! just shh! Don't say a word
Writer(s): Stella G. Katsoudas, Steve Torch, Walter Turbitt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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