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Jul 2017
Its not good enough for me
To just sit here to watch and see
You keep shakin it in front of me
Like its there to be takin by me
Got me losing my mind
And from what I can see
You got your eyes all over me
The DJ dimmed down the lights
It's about that time
One look at you
I can tell it's gonna be a long night
I gotta get you alone at home
I wont tell no body
But the way you moving
Your body wants my body
So close its sweating me
Break my heart and hope to die
That my finders fee
For playing with fire
It was meant to be
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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