| Tell you what I did last night
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| I came home, say, around a quarter to three
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| Still so high
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| Hypnotized
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| In a trance
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| >From the start it, so butter and brown and tantalizing
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| You woulda thought I needed help from this feeling that I felt
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| So shook I had to catch my breath
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| Oops, there goes my shirt up over my head
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| Oh my OOPS, there goes my skirt droppin' to my feet
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| Oh my Ooh, some kinda touch caressing my legs
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| Oh my Ooh I’m turning red
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| Who could this be?
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| I tried and I tried to avoid
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| But this thing was happening
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| Swallow my pride
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| Let it ride and party
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| But this body felt just like mines
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| I got worried
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| I looked over to the left
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| A reflection of myself
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| That’s why I couldn’t catch my breath
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| OOPS, there goes my shirt up over my head
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| Oh my OOPS, there goes my skirt droppin' to my feet
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| Oh my Ooh, some kinda touch caressing my legs
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| Oh my Ooh I’m turning red
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| Who could this be?
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| OOPS, there goes my shirt up over my head
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| Oh my OOPS, there goes my skirt droppin' to my feet
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| Oh my Ooh, some kinda touch caressing my legs
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| Oh my Missy:
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| (I looked over to the left)
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| Umm I was looking so good I couldn’t reject myself
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| (I looked over to the left)
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| Umm I was feeling so good I had to touch myself
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| (I looked over to the left)
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| Umm I was eyein my thighs butter pecan brown
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| (I looked over to the left)
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| Umm comin' outta my shirt and then the skirt came down
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| OOPS, there goes my shirt up over my head
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| Oh my OOPS, there goes my skirt droppin' to my feet
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| Oh my Ooh, some kinda touch caressing my legs
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| Oh my Ooh I’m turning red
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| Who could this be?
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| OOPS, there goes my shirt up over my head
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| Oh my OOPS, there goes my skirt droppin' to my feet
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| Oh my Ooh, some kinda touch caressing my legs
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| Oh my Ooh I’m turning red
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| Who could this be? |