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After Midnight Project Come On Come On

me (Come on, come on) Her body is so dramatic, my heart is automatic Come on over give it to me Come on, come on Why you fighting it Come on, come on

Intro: P.R. Terrorist] Holy water, heh, what? [P.R. Terrorist] Master my craft, flashback on lyricist crash Hid behind the moon, waited into midnight

are takin' their stations warned we're warmed the verbal intercourse and mind fornication is on, whine, design is tight, corn burn more than blunts or oil at midnight