Taboo
Bob Russell / Margarita Lecuona
You flew in from kalamazoo
We met at my waterloo
Doomed from the start
I wished it wasn't true
But I was caught with one whisk of your shoe
Deep down I knew I should say to you
But you're under my skin like some dead drunk tattoo
Taboo
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Taboo
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Taboo
Taboo
Deep down inside of you
You know it's taboo
Give the Devil his due
Taboo
Such a bad thing to do
Down at the end of your avenue
Taboo
Who can say what's taboo
Taboo
What's for me ain't for you
Taboo
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Taboo
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