I Smell Your Sweat On My Skin
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Cruisin' For Trouble And Begging For Pain
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It's After Midnight, We Lost Track Of Time
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You Never Know When Enough Is Too Much
A Crying Sin, Out Of Sight Out Of Touch
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Let Me Tell You Something There's No Place To Hide
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