W.a.s.p - 9. 5. - n.a.s.t.y. One woman down my street is too hot for the average man Hard to handle, a fire in her eyes Wants the hot rocks right in her hand I know she's burning, hot with love A come-on look and she ain't fooling And she knows just what it does She gave me a number to make me feel fine Said call me up baby It's gonna 9.5. - N.A.S.T.Y. You're everything I need 'Cause I want what you're giving I'm yours to do with what you please N.A.S.T.Y., you're everything I need 'Cause I want what you're giving I'm yours to do with what you please Ooh - no mama's baby, this child She's a killer wrapped in high-heel shoes Touch the skin - it burns like fire I don't even care if I'm being used Threw me down and then she tore off my jeans She said, come on, babe, I mean business I'm gonna show you what liberation means Do it to me baby I'm losing my mind Said call me up honey Tonight I'm 9.5. - N.A.S.T.Y. You're everything I need 'Cause I want what you're giving I'm yours to do with what you please N.A.S.T.Y., you're everything I need 'Cause I want what you're giving I'm yours to do with what you please Some bad habits are hard to break Like an earthquake coming I got to shake, shake, shake 9.5. - N.A.S.T.Y. You're everything I need 'Cause I want what you're giving I'm yours to do with what you pleas |
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