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In her place one hundred candles burning
As salty sweat drips from her breast
Her hips move and I can feel what they're saying, swaying
They say the beast inside of me is gonna get ya, get ya, get
Black lipstick stains her glass of red wine
I am your servant, may I light your cigarette?
Those lips smooth, yeah, I can feel what you're saying, praying
They say the beast inside of me is gonna get ya, get ya, get
I beg to serve, your wish is my law
Now close those eyes and let me love you to death
Shall I prove I mean what I'm saying, begging?
I say the beast inside of me is gonna get ya, get ya, get
Let me love you too
Let me love you to death
To death
Let me love you too
Let me love you to death
To death
Hey, am I good enough
For you?
Hey, am I good enough
For you?
Am I?
For you
Am I?
For you
Am I good enough
For you?
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