I want to put lipstick on your collar
leave the scent of my perfume
So that every time you saw her
I'd still be in the room
I want to leave you with the linger
of my touch upon your skin
And when I crook my finger
You will run to me again
Take me when we can
Love me while we're hiding
Be my extra man
Hang on tight, this ride we're riding
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