Girl, I wanna die in yer arms tonight I really don't care about the wrong or right The fruit is forbidden but it's sweet and it's ripe I think I'm gonna pick me some and take me a bite Baby girl, looks so good, she walks so mean Got a vicious little sway, I think she's semi-obscene She'll pick your bones clean, oh, my God, she's so fine She's sweeter than the dew out on the grapes on the vine I'ma pick her, I'ma squeeze her, I'ma make me some wine I'ma drink her till I'm a crazy, I'ma drink till I'm blind I'ma touch her so good, I'ma treat her so fine I'm gonna make love to her soul, I'm gonna fuck all with her mind Girl, I wanna die in yer arms tonight I really don't care about the wrong or right The fruit is forbidden but it's sweet and it's ripe I think I'm gonna pick me some and take me a bite Baby girl, acts so proper, like daddy's little daughter A wolf in sheep's clothing, leading lambs out to the slaughter She's looking so young, she's smelling so pretty She's a junkie on a binge and her drug is the city She's a vicious little bitty, attitude is shitty If I get my way she's probably gonna come home with me Talk ain't good for nothing, eyes are made for crying Bombs are made for dropping, girl, yer arms were made for dying Girl, I wanna die in yer arms tonight I really don't care about the wrong or right The fruit is forbidden but it's sweet and it's ripe I think I'm gonna pick me some and take me a bite Girl, I wanna die in yer arms tonight I really don't care ...
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