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Do It Again (You're Not Making Me Want To Touch You) lyrics

Tonight will be proceeded by
A few drinks to calm me down
To settle my gut, to work up a smile
Because your bones are shaking baby, agitate my nerves

I'm feeling reckless
And I feel the need to stress this
I'm stepping out
And I'll do this 'til I'm somebody else

Well tonight, I'll be a classic work like Edgar Allen Poe
And I'll die on these streets of Baltimore
As a beggar, john, buyer
Look, I'm just trying to score

But at least I won't be out alone
I'm with my uncle and his mother
And the rest of my family's histories with me shouting "HAVE ANOTHER!"
Now I'm taking all the liberties I was too scared to before
I've accepted we're just chemicals
Now bend over and touch the floor

PLAN A: has got a boyfriend, but she melts to my touch
PLAN B: has got a crush as much as she's got a lust
PLAN C: well, god forgive me, well she, she just lives to fuck
I'll just act like I'm not in control
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I'm feeling reckless and I feel the need to stress this
I'm stepping out
And I'll take this, drink think, do this, smoke this
Fuck you while we're somebody else

But at least I won't be out alone
I'm with my uncle and his mother
And the rest of my family's histories with me shouting "HAVE ANOTHER!"
Now I'm taking all the liberties I was too scared to before
I've accepted we're just chemicals
Now bend over and touch the floor

(SHUT UP AND DANCE! )

Miss sings in her sleep, miss moves to my beat
What kind of secrets are we keeping tonight
Because he's not here and he's not waiting up
How about another spin around the floor

But at least I won't be out alone
I'm with my uncle and his mother
And the rest of my family's histories with me shouting "HAVE ANOTHER!"

Be sure I'm slutting it up cause I know loves not enough
Yeah, I'll be outside the bar, hopes for the back of her car
She's got wandering eyes, but much more curious lips
And I'm still betting every dime she answers as her skirt slides over her hips