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Another party Another place Another body Another face Another chance to see things through And when I use my eyes the only thing I see is you Hey what's your number Hey what's your sign I'm going under Throw me a line I feel so good tonight And I don't know what I want but I know what I need all right Do you mind if I hit on you? Cause you're the kind I must pursue You're looking fine and I am too So don't decline if I hit on you Your voice is sweeter than a sweet angelic choir Your body's hotter than the deepest deep fat fryer I'm going to have to buy myself some new pants cause my loins are on fire
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