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It must have been the way that she kissed me
Made me as weak as a lamb
Tastes so fine like french silk pie
Sweet as strawberry jam
It could have been the thing that she told me
When she threw her wrench at my monkey
Shoulda been a cool scene
Like honey on a ripped queen
I thought it was a day-dream
But it must have been a love thing
I smiled at the way that she told me
"I just can't turn you a-loose"
She was a force majeure in her haute couture
I was howlin' at the moon
That's when I jumped out of her window
Before my monkey could cook her goose
Shoulda been a cool scene
Like honey on a ripped queen
I thought it was a day-dream
But it must have been a love thing
But it must have been a love thing
Shoulda been a cool scene
Like honey on a ripped queen
I thought it was a day-dream
But it must have been a love thing
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