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2009-05-11<br>


I'm greedy

My lips get kisses enough
To feed the poor
Still I can’t help but wanting more
(Give me, give me, give me grrr)

My body get hugs warm enough
To melt the ice within the coldest heart
Still I can’t help but wanting more
My dreamingly eyes get enough

Of glimpses to paint paradise
Still I can’t help but wanting more
Your love pays me straight enough of love-dough
Right into my bank account yo
Still I can’t help but wanting more, more

Yes I’m greedy, greedy yes greedy
For your sugar loving sweetie
Yes, I’m greedy, greedy baby
For your sugar loving sweetie

I see you almost everyday
Still it’s like time passes as vibes
And I don’t get enough of dances
With you in my arms, for my tongue
To taste your food
Cause even though the drink is good
I’ll always be thirsty for more
My hands have been on your body
One two no over a million times baby
Still they want to explore
All of the love you’ve in store
Your love pays me straight enough of love-dough
Right into my bank account yo
Still I can’t help but wanting more, more




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