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So dizzy
I can't close my eyes
So love sick
I want to be with you tonight
So desperate
I think I'll hit the bars
So tired
Of not having you in my arms

Fine, I understand
Okay with me, if thats the plan
You can take the stereo, the TV and the video,
The bed, the sheets and pillows,
Before you go.

But for now, unlock the door
What are we doin' all this for?

Here come the nightingales
Or could it be the mockingbird
They're at my windowsill
They flew in as soon as they heard
enter the doctor and the nurse
Say my conditions getting worse
They take my pulse and shake their heads
They recommend I stay in bed

Hotter than a Puerto Rican mama, suckin' on ice in a sauna, hotter than a little cheerleader,
Throwin' back cheap tequila, hotter than a stolen rolex, hotter than late night phone sex, hotter than
The back seat of a black jeep on a back street

Oh Nikki don't stop, love me so good I gotta take a week off, Nikki don't stop, till I'm outta
Breath, till I'm red hot Nikki don't stop, give it all you got, Havin' you alone is like livin' a
Dream