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Dancing, grinding, swaying
hips...
Bodies touching, sex in clothes, tempertures rising...
Dancing fast, hard and true, have to make him mine, make him want me and
only me...
Make him forget everyone else, including his girl...
Hip to hip, legs intertwined, eyes meet...
He's mine.
He wants me, he needs me, he desires all of me...
Song ends, he pulls me close, closer still...
Is it a kiss he wants, a kiss he think he needs?
But I pull back, walk away backwards, shaking my head and waving goodbye.
Blow him a kiss and turn on a heel.
Back to my table and to smile for real...
Thinking of home where my man is waiting to show me who's boss.
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