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Credit cards in her black pursette
Gold and diamonds only the best
With a quarter time walk make you bite your lip
Melts me with the rhythm that's so tragically hip
I loved the way she moves the room
And caught the breath of her perfume
It whispers, "I'll be there soon"
To make you, take you
Take you to the limit
(Take you to the limit)
Going over the top
(Take you to the limit)
Gonna take you to the limit
(Gonna take you to the limit)
Ain't never gonna stop, no
Says her sugar daddy's not at home
She took me there so we could be alone
My thoughts were racing with a burning desire
My blood was boiling and my heart was on fire
Her eyes smiled as she touched my hand
It was a language I could understand
And when she whispered
"By the Baby Grand, take me, make me"
Take me to the limit
(Take me to the limit)
Going over the top
(Take me to the limit)
You can take me to the limit
(Gonna take me to the limit)
Ain't never gonna stop
Never gonna stop
Oh, baby
Don't you ever stop
Oh, honey
You take me to the top
Oh, you got me anytime you want me, baby
I loved the way she moved the room
And caught the breath of her perfume
It still whispers, "I'll be there soon"
To make you, take you
Take you to the limit
(Take you to the limit)
Going over the top
(Take you to the limit)
You can take me to the limit
(Gonna take you to the limit)
Ain't never, never gonna stop
(Gonna take you to the limit)
You can take me to the limit
(Gonna take you to the limit)
Going over the top
(Gonna take you to the limit)
You can take me to the limit
(Gonna take you to the limit)
Don't you ever, ever stop
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