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Under Your Skin
AS (20 Nov.1950 / Yerevan, Armenia)

Under Your Skin

Under your skin flows a river of cold blood
You regard my ideas as nutty coz you're a stick in the mud
You say you were deprived of affection as a child
And I am so hot for you that you're damn scared
Can you stop driving me around the bend?
Keep out of the kitchen if you can't stand the heat
You're gonna be at the top of my drop-dead list
If you keep on putting the chill on me in word and deed

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