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Love is like a bomb, baby, c'mon, get it on...
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| You know, when I said we should do something unique for Valentine's Day, this isn't quite what I had in mind. | |
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| So I take it that means you won't be pouring any sugar on me? | |
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Livin' like a lover with a red hot phone...
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| So, about this whole Cuban missile thing... | |
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| In Soviet Russia, missile fires you! | |
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Do you take sugar? One lump or two...?
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| Dude, I think the actual lyric is "livin' like a lover with a red hot thong." | |
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| Oh, great. Now I just imagined Mikhail Gorbachev in a string bikini. | |
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