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Come on, come out of the rain You're not impressed, you're just so learned I took the book, I lit the page Your sabbatical is burning Sweet sweet sweet sweet fires in the street Let's sully every stage Lick my lips, twist my hips Contessa -- I already quit. Some things work, but me I choose to lose my skin in the dirt. This whiskey priest, he burned the church to keep his girls alive. Sweet sweet sweet sweet fires in the street Let's sully every stage we meet Lick my lips, twist my hips Contessa -- Sweet sweet sweet sweet fires in the street Let's sully every stage we meet Lick my lips, twist my hips Contessa -- I already did. From Letras Mania