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Swoon this is the same old blood rush with a new touch

I am safe, quaint and eloquent

But my bottom lip along with the top one too

Is chapped and it's all thanks to you
We all wet our lips to prepare for the kiss

But it never came

And we all wet our lips to prepare for the kiss

It was but a game
You have a moan all of your own

And I can feel it down to the bone

You have a moan all of your own

And I can feel it down to the bone

(The bone, the bone)
You trained these lips when they were champs

And now they're itchin' for a comeback

So come back

It's a shame that your claim to fame

Hangs on someone else's name

So come back

Such a task and this is such a blast

And such a task

And such a task and this is such a blast

And all that jazz
You have a moan all of your own

And I can feel it down to the bone

You have a moan all of your own

And I can feel it down to the bone
You have a dangerous face and illegal taste

And that strap is fallen on that shoulder blade

Be patient

Behave

You have a dangerous face and illegal taste

And that strap is fallen on that shoulder blade

Be patient

Behave
You have a dangerous face and illegal taste

And that strap is fallen on that shoulder blade

Be patient

Behave
You trained these lips when they were champs

And now they're itchin' for a comeback
You have a moan all of your own

And I can feel it down to the bone

You have a moan all of your own

And I can feel it down to the bone



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Cute Is What We Aim For lyrics

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Songwriters: HACIKYAN, SHAANT TIMOTHY / FALCONE, TOM / CZUM, JEFFREY MARTIN / CIMATO, FERNANDO