You make me sick
You are my vice
You, my illness
It's like a fever of happiness
I don't want to be cured
Of this love sickness
Instead If I want to get better, I'd rather be worse
I want to soak myself
Everything with your skin
Of that little poison that your skin has
With rose water
Give me an injection
Put some remedy to my heart
To my heart, to my heart, to my heart
That body that you have makes me sick
It makes me sick, it makes me sick
Those eyes that you have you have makes me sick It makes me sick
You filled my life
I don't know what
You are like sugar, for my coffee
Give me your avalanche of sensuality
Infect my soul, with your illness
Come here my life, come to rescue me
You are the ambulance that will save me
Give me your body, a transaction
A serum of kisses with crazy passion
With crazy passion, with crazy passion
With crazy passion
That body that you have makes me sick
It makes me sick, it makes me sick
Those eyes that you have make me sick
I makes me sick, makes me sick
Those lips that you have makes me sick
Makes me sick, makes me sick
The waist that you have makes me sick
Makes me sick, makes me sick my life
I don't know what
You are like sugar, for my coffee
Give me your body, a transaction
A serum of kisses with crazy passion
With crazy passion, With crazy passion
With crazy passion
That body that you have makes me sick
It makes me sick, it makes me sick
Those eyes that you have makes me sick
It makes me sick, It makes me sick
Those lips that you have make me sick
It makes me sick, it makes me sick
The waist that you have makes me sick
It makes me sick, it makes me sick
That body that you have you have makes me sick
It makes me sick, it makes me sick It makes me sick
The waist that you have makes me sick
It makes me sick, it makes me sick

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