FREAKSHOW

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    You're the centerfold
    (You're the centerfold)
    Pupils circle you
    Head to toe
    Our little ritual (ah-ah-ah)
    Tinted windows
    Will guide you home
    Slip you a room key
    Then I'm slipping you out your clothes
    You said: Please have me (ah)

    Knees on the marble floor
    I want it a-a-all
    Nothing less babe
    Desperate and obsessive
    You can leave your halo at the entrance
    Sweat drips from the ceiling
    Wrists crossed and you're kneeling

    No, oh, nah-nah, nah
    Welcome to the freakshow
    Ball gown in the evening
    Ball gag when you're feining
    No, oh, nah-nah, nah
    Welcome to the freakshow
    You're my favorite
    Girl I own that shit, suffocate your moans
    Diamonds on the ceiling
    Angel turned to demon
    Let's turn this hotel room into a freakshow

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    You know I like it when you, ride
    Left hand, wheel
    Right hand, thigh
    Hop out the lincoln, hop inside
    Stay at the plaza, 1 or 2 nights
    I got some w-w-whips and chains
    You got your
    Hair in braids (yeah)

    Angel numbers tatted on her
    Yves laurent, a saint sniffing cocaine
    Slip you a room key
    Then I'm slipping you out your clothes
    You said: Please have me (ah)

    Knees on the marble floor
    I want it a-a-all
    Nothing less babe
    Desperate and obsessive
    You can leave your halo at the entrance
    Sweat drips from the ceiling
    Wrists crossed and you're kneeling

    No, oh, nah-nah, nah
    Welcome to the freakshow
    Ball gown in the evening
    Ball gag when you're feining
    No, oh, nah-nah, nah
    Welcome to the freakshow
    You're my favorite
    Girl I own that shit, suffocate your moans
    Diamonds on the ceiling
    Angel turned to demon
    Let's turn this hotel room into a freakshow
    Oh, nah-nah, no
    (Oh, oh, oh)
    (Slipping you out your clothes)
    (Fuck on four)
    (Double-you art) welcome to the freakshow
    (Oh)

    (Slipping you out your clothes)
    (Fuck on four)
    (Double-you art)
    Oh, nah-nah, no
    (Oh, oh, oh)
    (Slipping you out your clothes)
    Let's turn this hotel room into a freakshow

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    Composición: Michael Turner

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