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It started out with a dance

a simple sexual grind

it started out as a chance

to finally make up your mind

Maybe we needed one kiss

or maybe its better this way

its your laughter i miss

its in the things you say

Its ended up in tears

this message we're sendin

its been one crazy year

but it still hasnt ended

Its a thing called love.

A thing called pain

the things we dream of

the things we hate.

It started out with a dance

a simple sexual grind

turned to a complex stance

I guess you made up your mind.