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The Illusion Of The Dance
I am a hot blooded male and I watch you dance
my head filled with images just give me a chance
That little outfit which says "I'm a tease"
what must be done to get you on your knees?
I see that smile that you give the men
want to take them back to the den
Twenty gets a lap dance, a closer view
if too will my pants show the dew
The problem is that is a quick fix thing
another tune is what I want to sing
That one in the morning seeing you smile
the warmth, the laughter, all part of the style
Not caring who you dance for on any given night
just come home to me so I can do you right
Make you moan as your body does rise
my sperm belongs to you, your special prize
my head filled with images just give me a chance
That little outfit which says "I'm a tease"
what must be done to get you on your knees?
I see that smile that you give the men
want to take them back to the den
Twenty gets a lap dance, a closer view
if too will my pants show the dew
The problem is that is a quick fix thing
another tune is what I want to sing
That one in the morning seeing you smile
the warmth, the laughter, all part of the style
Not caring who you dance for on any given night
just come home to me so I can do you right
Make you moan as your body does rise
my sperm belongs to you, your special prize
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