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[music by Davide Moras, Andrea Burato, Andrea Piccardi, Frederico Pennazzato; lyrics by Davide Moras] [chorus] I won't take it there is no evidence so stop tekking me you are so fuckin' innocent rock down the place and we'll be fine I saw you in the middle of the crowd you were partying hard and singing loud and all I know, all I know, all I know your look is so deadly After the show I wanna touch you I wanna kiss you, I wanna hold you and the night, the night won't last enough no! after a bottle of J I feel ready to rock this goddamn place [chorus] After a shot or two at your place there is no doubt painted on your face and your smile, your smile, your smile was oh so dirty And all the filthy games you wanna play after the first you're begging me to stay Letras de cancionesand my hands, my hands, my hands re going deeper the mirror is showing your naked behind on top of me [chorus] From Letras Mania