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On my way over to your place -- somewhere I got lost along the wayBlinded by all of these neon lights
Those southern belles and Savannah nightsI see you moving -- you're an addiction
I'll play the junkie you'll be the cure
You know me better than I know myself
Your cold intentions froze my desireCheap motels and this real cheap wine
Sex only sells if someone buysThe smell of sweat as the semen dries
Now I can not look her in the eyesI'm on the edge now, I'm looking over
You're down and lonely your hands in motion
Beyond temptaion beyond control
Your cold intentions froze in my veinsSearching for the perfect alibi
I guess I'll blame it on those neon lies
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