I take you on - I take you on (x4)
I take you on (c'mon) - I take you on (c'mon) (x4)
Take you on take you on take you on (c'mon) (x8)
I've blurred the lines and then I combine
Come round to send garnish fine
I take your kind I'm feelin the signs
And mom want be my valentine
Stop drop and roll cuz you catch my fire
Lock you soul cuz I take you higher
With fire higher not required
Just one desire, gotta call me siya
Can my fist fit down your deepthroat
Gotta tighten up that raincoat
Yes I dropped you on your head
But don't be sad come back to bed
You'll be singing back in black
Back to black, back to back
Black is black, blonde on blonde
Little miss song, gonna take you on
I take you on (c'mon) - I take you on (c'mon) (x2)
I take you on - I take you on (c'mon) (x6)
Take you on take you on take you on (c'mon) (x8)
C'mon...! (x4)
Take you on take you on take you on (c'mon) (x8)
You can't mess with me (x8)
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