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You sit there a-running your fingers through my hair
You think that's all it takes to make me care
You keep pouring that red wine down to the last drop
And I'll give you all night to stop
The dress that you're wearing is ever so tight
It doesn't keep much of you out of sight
You keep feeding my hungry eyes while they window shop
And I'll give you all night to stop
There's a weak link between my feet and my heart
My heart says, "Get out of here," but my feet just won't start
The picture you're painting is scorching the table top
And I'll give you all night to stop