Craving for affection again
It's too soon to feel what the body requires
Keeping it, under control
You're a saint
It's looking good ahead of time
Playing ladies
She's keeping it out in the open
She's no angel
But she can make her own way
You've got no say in it
She's known danger, she can make her own way
You've got no say in it
She's pure instinct, she can make her own way
Starving for some more confusion
You seem to know what the body requires
No more thinking, out in the open
Under control, so you can your own way
You've got no say in it
She's known danger, she can make her own way
You've got no say in it
She's pure instinct, she can make her own way
You've got no say in it
She's known danger, she can make her own way
You've got no say in it
She's pure instinct, she can make her own way
Seeing that reaction's growing
Your senses just leave
Your body's on fire
Now she's pretending it's under control
You're no saint when instinct makes its own way
You've got no say in it
She's known danger, she can make her own way
You've got no say in it
She's pure instinct, she can make her own way
You've got no say in it
She's known danger, she can make her own way
You've got no say in it
She's pure instinct, she can make her own way
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