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9 On A Scale Of 10
We're getting high on the wind tonight, we're laughing at the sky.

Hot colors flash across my mind. Your rainbow riding high.

Magic night, me and you wander in the garden of love.

All night hold me tight, the night shadows above.
Might not feel this good again at least 9 on a scale of 10.
Open your eyes look at the skies, let your kiss be sweet.
Feed your hungry heart of love, heels walking down the street.
Touch me with a woman's charms, let your hair down on me.
Take me to your lovin' space, ain't no place I'd rather be.
The lonely nights are just about to end, I'm feeling 9 on a scale of 10.
You're built up curvy from the ground. Rock every night of love.
Time for you to get it right, I'll never get enough.
Out tonight, me and you, ain't no place I'd rather be.
Touch me with a woman's grace, let your hair hang down on me.
Rock that body for the win. 9 on a scale of 10.