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overcome by your
moving temple
overcome by this
holiest of altars
so pure
so rare
to witness such a lovely goddess
i lost my self control
beyond compelled to throw this dollar down
before your
holiest of altars
i'll sell
my soul
my self esteem
a dollar at a time
for one chance
one kiss
one taste of you my magdalena
i've beared witness
to this place, this lair, so long forgotten
so pure, so rare, to witness such a lovely goddess
and i'd sell
my soul
my self-esteem a dollar at a time
for one chance
one kiss
one taste of you my black madonna
i'll sell
my soul
my self-esteem a dollar at a time
for one taste
one taste
one taste of you my magdalena
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Natasha Thomas : It's over
Can you tell me your secrets?
Then I tell you mine
Show me that you still love me
Then I show real love
Refrain:
What kind of love have you got?
You should be home, but you're not
I don't want to believe
that it's over now -
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I could be wrong but I'm not
And you still think you are hot
I don't want to believe
that it's over now
You're walking the wire
Looking for a love in between
But you don't have desire
Do you know what I mean?
Uh Baby
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Refrain:
What kind of love have you got
You should be home but you're not
I don't wanna believe that it's over now
I could be wrong but I'm not
And you still think you're on heart
I dont wanna believe that it's over now
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