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All my waste through my hair.
Think about it when you touch me there.
Close my eyes, hear your hour.
All alone, dancing in the dark.
Tell me, baby, if it's wrong to let my hands do what they want.
All my waste through my hair.
Think about it when you touch me there.
Close my eyes, hear your hour.
All alone, dancing in the dark.
Tell me, baby, if it's wrong to let my hands do what they want.