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O.I.L. Lyrics

Tell me you love me, I think about it every day.
Addicted to the sweet sticky stuff
That makes a man a slave.
I just need another hit, just another sip
From that bright black pump.
Keep your drink dough and drugs,
There's only one kinda 'crude' that I love.
(O.I.L.)
Can't get enough of that sticky stuff
[4x]
Yeah I would kill for the thrill
And I regularly do.
Popping bottles of black bubbles baby,
You gotta do what you gotta do.
I just need another hit, just another sip
From that bright black pump.
And if you stop me having more,
Then I tell you there'll be war.
(O.I.L.)
Can't get enough of that sticky stuff
[4x]
Sticky icky wicky make your mind go tricky
Make a kind man wanna be rough.
Sticky icky wicky make your mind go thicky
Make the gentle wanna be tough.
Sticky icky wicky make your mind go tricky
Make a good girl wanna be bad.
Sticky icky wicky make your mind go thicky
Drive sane folks totally... mad.
(O.I.L.)
(O.I.L.)
Sticky icky wicky make your mind go tricky
Make a kind man wanna be rough.
[Till fade]
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