“I know there’s no form 
And no labels to put on
To this thing we keep
And dip into when we need
And I don’t have the right
To ask where you go at night
But the waves hit my head
To think someone’s in your bed

I get a little bit Genghis Khan
I don’t want you to get it on
With nobody else but me
With nobody else but me
I get a little bit Genghis Khan
Don’t want you to get it on
With nobody else but me
With nobody else but me”

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