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Jul 2016
It wasn't my intention to see her here tonight
She belongs to another man, I tell myself
since we're both here it won't hurt to take a look
And so I watch her hips sway to the bands slow soul

It wasn't my intention to grind into her rhythm
With one look her eyes beckoned that I come home
She belongs to another man, I tell myself
And so lose myself in effortless conversation

It wasn't my intention to kiss her
The words stopped flowing and we couldn't stop staring
And so I lose myself in the taste of her
Tonight she is mine, I tell myself
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