Michael Jackson "The King"

Hee-hee!
ooh!
go on girl!
aaow!

Hey pretty baby with the
high heels on
you give me fever
like I've never, ever known
you're just a product of
loveliness
I like the groove of
your walk,
your talk, your dress
I feel your fever
from miles around
I'll pick wewe up in my car
and we'll paint the town
just kiss me baby
and tell me twice
that you're the one for me

The way wewe make me feel
(the way wewe make me feel)
you really turn me on
(you really turn me on)
you knock me off of my feet
(you knock me off of
my feet)
my lonely days are gone
(my lonely days are gone)

I like the feelin' you're
givin' me
just hold me baby and I'm
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