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L.a. Guns - Dirty Luv L.a. Guns - Dirty Luv |
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Come on everybody, I'm back in town
Gonna bring you up, gonna shake you down
Ooh, gonna set you up to another place
Gonna wipe that smile back on your face, yeah yeah
I'm callin' all the homegirls in L.A.
I've got something good, gonna come your way
All you girls in old Times Square
I love your style, your savour faire, yeah
Don't want your conversation
Don't wanna talk about trust
All I want is excitation
I want your dirty love
Dirty love
Come on little baby, I love your stuff
I'd die for you, can't get enough
I'm a back door lover in a limousine
I'll show you streets you've never seen
I'll do you baby, do you good
On the trunk and on the hood, ooh
Oh, take it faster, take it faster
Call me slave or call me master
Don't want no complication
Or the stars above
Just gimme some stimulation
and a slice o' your dirty love
I gotta, gotta have your dirty love
I'm watchin' you
Want your dirty love
I gotta, gotta have your dirty love
What you do
Come on baby, come on love
My sweet baby got the stuff
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Don't want your complications
Or the stars above
Just gimme some stimulation
I want a slice of your dirty love
I gotta, gotta have your dirty love
I'm watchin' you
Dirty love
I gotta, gotta have your dirty love
What you do
Dirty love
I gotta, gotta have your dirty love
I gotta, gotta have your dirty love
I gotta, gotta have your
I gotta, gotta have your
I gotta, gotta have your dirty love
Dirty love, I gotta have your love |
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L.a. Guns:
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