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Whether it's eleven in the day or at night My mind starts to wonder on the things ya'll think aren't right Oh, if you knew all the things I could do to you Show me that Show me that, throw it back Show me that Show me that, throw it back I cannot understand the thoughts inside me Why do they have to come from the things that I see Yeah, you look good to me All the things I could do to thee Show, show, show Show me that Show me that, throw it back Show me that Show me that, throw it back Show me that Show me that, throw it back Show me that Show me that, throw it back