Come on tell me what you need
I could be the one to find it for you
I talk like I'm the one with all the answers
Baby, I could be your little dancer

I hear you like a woman tough
I hear you like a lady with a temper
I could kick somebody's ass for you
I could follow you up to your room
I'm not much of a romancer
I could smoke you out for free
Baby, I could be your little dancer

I've got a lot of energy
My doctor says I'm hyper
We like to chase each other back and forth
Like a pair of windshield wipers
And when I get depressed
Can't get my mind off shit like cancer
I'll command you to undress
And tell me your little dancer

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