It’s not so strange, you know, to feel like this
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I thought of you, I knew that you’d understand
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I think it’s time, you know, we did more than kiss
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Ever fallen in love with the palm of your hand?
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I’ve made up my mind, as a bull sees red
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To get my tail wagged, must I sit up and beg?
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And if you want to brush up on technique
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You can read all about it in the book that I found
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When the spirit is willing, the flesh won’t be weak
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There’s little more to it than just jerking around
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I’m hungry for the most perfect of needs
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My craving feeds at the palm of your hand
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My temperature shoots up to a hundred degrees
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It’s manual, automatic makes me weak at the knees
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My craving feeds at the palm of your hand
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Executive attention, yes, the kind that relieves
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You’ve got the instruments of pleasure at the end of your sleeves
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My craving feeds at the palm of your hand, palm of your hand
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The palm of your hand, at the palm of your hand
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My temperature shoots up to a hundred degrees
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It’s manual, automatic makes me weak at the knees
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My craving feeds at the palm of your hand
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Executive attention, yes, the kind that relieves
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You’ve got the instruments of pleasure at the end of your sleeves
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My craving feeds at the palm of your hand, palm of your hand
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The palm of your hand, at the palm of your hand
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It’s not so strange, you know, to feel like this
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I thought of you, I knew that you’d understand
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I think it’s time you know we did more than kiss
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Ever fallen in love with the palm of your hand?
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It’s practically safe, not much risk of disease
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My craving feeds at the palm of your hand
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My temperature shoots up to a hundred degrees
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It’s manual, automatic makes me weak at the knees
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My craving feeds at the palm of your hand
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Executive attention, yes, the kind that relieves
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You’ve got the instruments of pleasure at the end of your sleeves
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My craving feeds at the palm of your hand, palm of your hand
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The palm of your hand, at the palm of your hand |