Sure don't want to hang around here all night.....
I want you
I want you so bad
I want you like a dope fiend wants his junk
I need you
I need you so bad
I need you like a hangman needs his rope
It's two o'clock
And you're my only hope
Ooo-wa you look so bad
You look... you look...
You look so bad
Your boots... black boots
Drive me mad
You look like someone
I should already have
You think you're tough?
Hah, Baby
You're a power puff
Blake Xolton
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