Spike heels and skin tight jeans
I've got a fistful of l’amour that's coming your way baby
Spike heels and skin tight jeans
I've got a fistful of l’amour that's coming your way baby
Spike heels and skin tight jeans
I've got a fistful of l’amour that's coming your way baby
I'm hanging on a wire
Spike heels and skin tight jeans
I've got a fistful of l’amour that's coming your way baby
Come baby, come toi know what I mean
And the drum beats rising higher
Bang goes my self control
I've got your name on my face
Your face on my mind baby
Come baby, come
Graffiti my soul
We should be getting it on
Fly DJs playing my song
Why don't...
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