I'm dangerous I'll warn you
I'll try things you won't want to
My fingertips are lightning
And your body to me is...
Just kindling for the fire
Your lips are gas and lighter
And now I feel us burning, oh
Wait here for just a moment
And while the urge is potent
I'll rearrange a few things
In the backseat if you please
The tinted windows peeling
Slowly we get the feeling
I'm waging war on clothing, oh
Lay it all on me
Blame it all on me
Lay it all on...
Blame it all on me
Light touch and heavy breathing
A struggled sense of needing
Your face your chest is heaving
And calling, begging me to
Take hold of fading fashion
Acting only on passion
Everything's come unfastened, oh
I'm dangerous I'll warn you
I'll try things you won't want to
My fingertips are lighting, oh

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