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And stop, stop, don’t say
Don’t say anything more
I don’t want to hear
Fill your mouth with kisses
So we don’t argue

And stop, stop, don’t say
Don’t say anything more
I don’t want to listen
Why end
What we can start

They say that men
Are all the same
Just the address changes
If you trade me for another
You just change the flaw
Don’t mess up
It’s better to stick with me
I already know your style

You like it when I run
My beard on your back
You like it when I
Call you spoiled
You like it when we
Rub, rub
Oh you like it, oh you like it