Baby, baby, watch the needle when you're heading south

Og talandi um Miröndu Cooper.

Nokkrir gullmolar:

A girl's entitled to flaunt
to get what she wants
can't say that it's wrong,
hey baby.
A man's world
but boy can't you see,
we're pulling the strings
we're taking the lead.

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I know you like to wear my dressing gown
when I'm not there
I guess you like it in my shoes

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Hot, hot, heavy,
can't you see I'm ready
on my knees
I'm begging you, please.
Hot, hot, heavy,
now my heartbeat's getting
kinda real,
that's how I feel.

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So I got my cappuccino to go
And I'm heading for the hills again
Cos if we'd party anymore
we'd start a fire
of pure desire

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You're off your face like you're number one
How many tracks have you sold?
Mmmmm, none
Walk 'round the place like you're number one
So why don't you write a tune
That we can hum?

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Ready to rock rock rock the creation
Nature knock knock knockin' away
Lose the mock mock mock imitations
God has got his rocks off today

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Og það er þá komið í bili.