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There's a shuttle coming into dockA key fitting into the lockThat opens the gates between me and youAnd turns up the heat on the stewWhen we pass the baton tonightWe'll wonder as we lose our gripAs it shuttles back and forth so freelyWhich end's the base and which is the tip?We got a funny situation, you and meWe're the piston and the shaftBut who's going in and who's coming out?Who's drinking wine out of who's carafe?Chinga, chinga, change, a little changeIt's a sacramentEach night turn me over againWhen the car parks in the garageWhen the beauty receives her beauThere's a border taut and boldThat's a feeling we'll never knowYou're the hard spot on my seatI'm the drooling bitch in heatI'm your gravy baster gunLetras de cancionesYou're my creamy squishy bunWe got a funny situation, you and meWe're the beaver and the hogBut who's biting what and what's eating whom?We're a dripping marsh full of frogsChinga, chinga, change, a little changeIt's a sacramentEach night turn me over again From Letras Mania