Lyrics

Met her at a party
The friend of a friend
My world turned upside down
When she walked in
She wasn't really beautiful
It wasn't her perfume
But all eyes were on her
As she moved across the room

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She’s a SEXUAL CREATURE
It's obvious when you meet her
She's a woman who loves making love
Don't start jumping to conclusions
Let me clear up any confusion
She's just a woman who loves making love

She started walking towards me
She held me in her gaze
More than captivated
I was trapped in a haze
My heart was beating faster
My loins began to stir
My mind started racing
The room became a blur

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Samson had Delilah
Louis had Pompadour
History books called it love
But that’s not the score
It wasn’t Helen's beauty
That launched all those ships
Menelaus went to get her
With these words on his lips

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I may not be Samson
I may not be a king
As far as waging war
I don’t know a thing
But when it comes to instinct
I'm not deaf or blind
Especially when confronted
With something this divine

BRIDGE:
You probably want an ending
To know how it went
But my mama taught me
Not to kiss and comment

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