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Anywhere (112)
   
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Title: Anywhere
Album: Room 112
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[112] Here we are all alone You and me, privacy And we can do anything Your fantasy I wanna make your dreams come true Can you hear? She's calling me Between your legs Loud and clear I wanna talk back to her Make love to her I wanna hear you scream my name 1 - We can make love in the bedroom Floating on top of my waterbed I'm kissing you Running my fingers through your hair In the hallway making our way beside the stairs Making love anywhere I can love you in the shower Both of our bodies dripping wet On the patio we can make a night you won't forget On the kitchen floor As I softly pull your hair We can do it anywhere, anywhere I love the way your body feels On top of mine so take your time We've got all night Girl, you know I like it slow And I know you like it too, baby Please don't stop I feel it now You feel it, too You're shivering Ooh, you're pulling me close to you Just let it flow There's no other place to go Repeat 1 [Zane] Z too hot to stop So we goin' from the bedroom to the floor Let you know whether I'm gonna miss you when I'm on tour When our tongues touch Have a playboy sing it much Roll a Dutch, let me tell you it turns me on When 112 sing to you What kinda feeling do it bring to you? I bump hard till you say I'm being mean to you I know the ice Roley game to you A true player's what I seem to you And if you want it We can do it in the Black 500 Wit' the top down In overdrive when we ride cuz I'm hot now You got goin', I don't think I'mma stop now Z feinin' like a criminal on lock-down So let's get away the ghetto way You gettin' hot baby, please don't run away I got a crib on the beach in Palmetto-way Here's your purse and key, so let me 112... Repeat 1 until fade

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