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Clock in, baby, get to work
Night shift, but with all the perks
This doesn't have to be
Some sort of mathematical equation
Slip off your jeans, slide in the sheets
Screaming “Yes” in quotations
Or we could make a memoir, yeah
You'll get your thrill, just promise you'll be patient with the outcome
If you think about falling, got you covered like garments
I deserve an applause for keeping you up late
Till u can't see straight
Why are we conversing over this steak tartare?
Whеn we could be somewhеre other than here Making out in the back of a car
Wait to turn my love on, I'm no cheap thrill
I'm a roller coaster ride, baby, jump on
Clock in, baby, get to work
Night shift, but with all the perks
This doesn't have to be
Some sort of mathematical equation
Slip off your jeans, slide in the sheets
Screaming “Yes” in quotations
Or we could make a memoir, yeah
You'll get your thrill, just promise you'll be patient with the outcome
If you think about falling, got you covered like garments
I deserve an applause for keeping you up late
Till u can't see straight
Why are we conversing over this steak tartare?
Whеn we could be somewhеre other than here Making out in the back of a car
Wait to turn my love on, I'm no cheap thrill
I'm a roller coaster ride, baby, jump on
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