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Now there`s newsprint all over your faceWell maybe that`s why I can read you like a bookJust when I thought I was getting my taste to biteI go and lose my appetiteLook at the men that you`d call uncleThey`d like to sink their teeth into youFor the pride and the pleasureAnd the privilege of having youIf I say you`re the one do you think that I`m seriousYou get that kind of talk from older menIf I say I love you then I must be deliriousSo why are you trying to put my temperature up againLook at the men that you`d call uncleHaving a heart attack round your anklesWhen you wake up with X-rated eyesWhen you wake up still shakingHow can I apologizeAs you check your effects and check your reflectionI`m so affected in the face of your affectionLook at the men that you`d call uncleHaving a heart attack round your anklesLetras de cancionesI could swear, I could promise that I`ll always be true to youBut we may not live to be so oldI could even say I`m going to do something new to youNow the girls I see just leave me coldLook at the men that you call uncle... From Letras Mania