You would know that things between us ain't right
I know your arms are open wide
But you're a little on the straight side, I can't lie
Your one vice
Is you're too nice
Come around now can you see
I want you
All tattooed
I want you bad
Complete me
Mistreat me
Want you to be bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
For a friend...and if you think it's you, you're probably wrong.
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