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Cross Contact

the spell Let's dance, you dance so well I contact you, you contact me Across the room our glances meet I contact you, eye contact, eye contact Feeling

spell Let's dance,you dance so well I contact you,you contact me Across the room our glances meet I contact you Eye contact,eye contact Feeling fine,

eyes glued to the door Will there be any comfort there, senor There's a wicked wind still blowing on that upper deck And there's an iron cross still

Her legs crossed like a lady short skirt, in the gym behind the velvet rope had a glass of wine something cheap that I picked up from the waiter moving

deep breath before I step and now it's time to play Tell me who is that girl, see her standin 'cross the way Watch me mack with eye contact, watch her

still gon' cry An' you done learned off experience, I'm still gon' ride They kill me, you gon' kill them? I still got pride Outta three-fourths of them niggas who cross

your mind right, baby, goin' through mine crazy When I'm in the shower, star 69 me crazy Track my last call, contact my broad With a bitch or two had physical contact

such a freak?" And you say, "Impossible" As he hands you a bone Something is happening And you don't know what it is Do you Mister Jones? You have many contacts

of your questions If you've got the money To pay me in gold I will be living In Old Monte Carlo And you will be reading The secrets I sold Daggers and contacts