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I could take you to the first, second, third floorAnd I promise none of this is a metaphorI just want you to come insideN cBaby, what's mine is now yours[Interlúdio](Ha-ha)The couch is really comfy, comfyGot some Chips Ahoy if you're hungry, hungry (oh)You don't need to love me, love me, love meI'm just so proud of my design (to dim the lights)Do you want the house tour?I could take you to the first, secondThird floor (I could take you to the)And I promise none of this is a metaphor (ah)I just want you to come inside (come inside)But never enter through the back doorHouse tourYeah, I spent a little fortune on the waxed floorsWe can be a little reckless 'cause it's insuredI'm pleasured to be your hot tour guideBaby, what's mine is now yours (woo)Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohCo-come on, bae, ohOh, baby, if you come inside, if you come insideI will let you uhMy house is on Pretty Girl AvenueMy house was especially built for youSome say it's a place where your dreams come trueMy house could be your house tooOohSo, umAre you coming in or what?
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