Clone 7 - Sweet Melody

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She got me on the run I never thought she'd say Beauty is a mask Just one of two faces I know I won't be free When she sings that symphony She runs right after me Everytime I try to leave Oh, now I believe In devils and curses So what's your type? What's on your mind? You're like a bad dream Or a sweet melody Run it back I might lose my mind Got me fiending To take a bite Turn me to stone I'm mortified Eat me alive With that appetite I am falling Why, oh why? She sings la, la, la, la La, la, la La, la, la, la La, la, la She got me on the run I never thought she'd say Beauty is a mask Just one of two faces I know I won't be free When she sings that symphony Yeah, yeah, and she thinks She's a supermodel One hand on her man Another on the bottle She got them lining up Get them how she want to She can't get enough She's my favourite problem Said I'm your dawg But I'm still out here catching strays Come back at seven thirty Smelling all Laneige And I won't be free If you're coming back to me She sings la, la, la, la La, la, la La, la, la, la La, la, la She got me on the run I never thought she'd say Beauty is a mask Just one of two faces I know I won't be free When she sings that symphony She got me on the run I never thought she'd say Beauty is a mask Just one of two faces I know I won't be free When she sings that symphony
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