i can feel it deep down in my soul, in the top of my head to the tip of my toes. i’m telling you darling, you’re making me weak. making me tired, unable to speak. i never knew something so good could be bad, and what you have got is the best that i’ve had. so won’t you please show me, again and again. make my head twirl, make my head spin.
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