.Light up her life,
Slicin' her thighs,
Sleeping with knives
For a new high.
Candido she,
She's a love-machine,
Gotta a lot of love for libertine.
Baby-come-lately,
Will never break free,
Run outta old thrills on her own;
But that disco feve.
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