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Fits Like A GloveAin't a cardinal sinBaby let me in Girl I'm gonna treat you right Well goodness sakes My snake's alive and it's ready to bite Hornet's nest Lay me down to rest Ooh I wanna shed my skin I got the urge to merge You're cold as ice, baby won't you let me in Night scenes Wet dreams Enough to make you drool And fire, fire, fire for the fuel Don't like to dress, talk too good, but I found my queen Not too clean, know what I like, if you know what I mean Baby, baby, guess you win the prize Maybe, baby, where the sun never shines This must be love Fits like a glove Well it must be love, it must be love Fits like a glove, fits like a glove Feel the heat Driver's seat My blessing is my curse Think I'm gonna burst, a gonna burst, a gonna burst Night scenes Wet dreams Enough to make you drool And fire, fire, fire for the fuel Ooh baby, babe, fits like a glove Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah Fits like a glove, fits like a glove 'Cause when I go through her It's just like a hot knife through butter, ooh yeah Baby, baby, guess you win the prize Maybe, baby, where the sun never shines Fits like a glove, well it must be love It must be love, fits like a glove Fits like a glove, well it must be love It must be love Fits like a glove |