Prithvi Hero south indian, touched hot navel ooh,
he touched her heart, it was the craziest thing.
He love the girls who hate to love because they're just like me.
A certain girl he took my hand and ran it up her thigh.
She licked her lips and pulled my hair, I fall in love for a night
She can't behave and I'm just a slave,
don't worry I'll be gone when the morning comes.
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he touched her heart, it was the craziest thing.
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He love the girls who hate to love because they're just like me.
A certain girl he took my hand and ran it up her thigh.
She licked her lips and pulled my hair, I fall in love for a night
She can't behave and I'm just a slave,
don't worry I'll be gone when the morning comes.
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