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I GOTTA FEEL THE HEAT

I know it’s not love And we’re just playing with fire The flame that so entices us Is a dangerous desire We’re walking on hot ashes With no shoes upon our feet Who cares about the burning flesh When we can feel such heat

I’m not the kind of woman Who’s unfaithful to her man I don’t give my heart lightly And my love’s a long-term plan I took his ring, I made my vow And I became his wife Don’t anyone accuse me now Of ruining his life

We said that we’d be honest And I’ve done my level best There’s never been a temptation yet Which hasn’t stood the test I’d face him with clear conscience And look him in the eye Don’t anyone accuse me now Of giving him the lie

It’s not what it seems We’re just playing with fire The flame that entices us Is an illicit desire We’re walking on the hot coals With no shoes on our feet And to hell with all reason I just got to feel the heat

Yeah to hell with my good reason I just gotta have the heat I don’t wanna hurt you baby But I gotta feel the heat

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Love is never a Crime

One No one would understand All that we are to each other We can’t define why one Love is more right than another What is the meaning of words that we say? Why are we having to talk every day? Let me have more of you, Be mine forever my lover

Two People who know us say Don’t throw your lives away lightly We know insanity, We’ll go there wrongly or rightly We live on Mars and they don’t understand Nothing about this was looked for or planned Baby I want you so, Take me to hell and back nightly

Chorus Got our heads in a cloud And we trust in our fate We are walking unbowed Through our righteous estate Let the world slowly turn, Baby we won’t give in Let us burn baby burn Leave the world in a spin We can rise above all There’s no reason or rhyme And we know that we’ll win Love is never a crime

Three Love’s not a crime…it’s not Larceny, murder or treason All that we can be accused of Is losing our reason If we have broken the vows we once made Then we’ll share guilt as a logical trade Mmm humble pie always tastes Better when we’re in the season

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