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Slow (Remastered Version)Oh well, you know it's up to youSugar, think what we could do Can I have a question I'll make you smile, smile, smile, smile, smile Sugar, sugar, you're up to my lips Licking over everything I miss And I got no reason Just a slow, slow, slow, slow suck I'm feeling bad, I'm feeling good Feeling like I never could Lick, lick, lick and suck, suck, suck I want it slow, slow, slow, slow Sugar, sugar, you're up to my lips Place my head upon your hips And I got no reason You make me smile, smile, smile, smile Well, what the hell, we're all the same You got what I need, so don't play no games Sugar, think what we could do I'll make you smile, smile, smile, smile through Got the rush, I don't feel no shame On top of me you know while I don't know your name And we got no reason Just a slow, slow, slow, slow, suck |