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I wanna be your love I wanna make you cry And sweep you off your feet I wanna hurt your pride I wanna slap your face I wanna paint your nails I wanna

I wanna be your love I wanna make you cry And sweep you off your feet I wanna hurt your pride I wanna slap your face I wanna paint your nails I wanna

Shawty, see the colors, all the colors in my chain Shawty, see the diamonds, all the diamonds in my ring I could get you, I could get you, get you anything

When I was just a little girl My momma used to tuck me into bed And she'd read me a story It always was about A princess in distress And how a guy would

There's a wild wind blowing down the corner of my street Every night there the headlights are glowing There's a cold war coming on the radio, I heard

Don't forget that you are our son Now go back to bed We just know that you'll do well You won't come to harm Death to all who stand In your way, my

In a city of the future It is difficult to concentrate Meet the boss, meet the wife Everybody's happy Everyone is made for life In a city of the future

Go! Tears of joy now scare ourselves of all that you want to be Just got paid and now you're going, how long should you please If I get scared I'll just

Go Tears of Joy As we scare ourselves Of all that you want to be You just got paid and now your going Outside, You'll freeze if I get scared I'll just