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I wanna hold him like they do in Texas, please Hold him, let him hit me, raise his baby, stay with me I love it, love game, intuition, play the cards with spades to start And after he's been hooked, I'll play the one that's on his heart Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I'll get him high, show him what I got Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I'll get him high, show him what I got Can't read my, can't read my No, he can't read my poker face She is doesn't let nobody Can't read my, can't read my No, he can't read my poker face She is doesn't let nobody Who, who, who, who, who, who陪 Who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who, I wanna roll with him a heart that we will