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Albums:

Promiscuous [Remixes] (Nelly Furtado) · Promiscuous (Nelly Furtado) · Promiscuous [Digital Single] (Nelly Furtado) · Promiscuous (Nelly Furtado) · Best Of Cameo (Universal) (Cameo) · The Best of Cameo [Casablanca] (Cameo) · Cameo (Dusty Springfield) · Best Of Cameo (Collectables) (Cameo) · Remember Me Baby: Cameo Parkway Vocal Groups, Vol. 1 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Best of Cameo, Vol. 2 (Cameo) – and 36 other albums »


speak with forked tongue"
By then, you'd be dead and buried in the ground

Cameo Cameo
Cameo Cameo
I said his name was Cameo
He said his name was
time in the light
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night

You expect me to just let you hit it
But
time in the light
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night

You expect me to just let you hit it
But
time in the light
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night

You expect me to just let you hit it
But
in the light
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night

You expect me to just let you hit it
But will you
in the light
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night

You expect me to just let you hit it
But will you
the day time with the light
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night

You expect me to just let you hit it
the day time with the light
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night

You expect me to just let you hit it
a player by the choke 
I was at a loss for words first time that we spoke 
You're looking for a girl that'll treat you right 
Have you lookin' for her in
time in the light
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night

You expect me to just let you hit it
But
time in the light
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night

You expect me to just let you hit it
But
good for us
We just can't be promiscuous
He's a docter -- he should know
It's the work of the devil, so
Girls, don't blow!

Don't blow jimmy, don't blow
time in the light
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night

You expect me to just let you hit it
But
time in the light
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night

You expect me to just let you hit it
But
time in the light
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night

You expect me to just let you hit it
But
time in the light
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night

You expect me to just let you hit it
But
time in the light
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night

You expect me to just let you hit it
But
time in the light
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night

You expect me to just let you hit it
But
There's no basis for your fears
You won't be judged by your peers
We are bound by love and history
Either you are in with us
Or you will be out
Promiscuous mothers with your incestuous fathers
Ingrate souls condemned for all eternity
Sustained by immoral observance a domineering deity

Chaos rampant
Suffer
Arrogance
Reasserts itself
Vigilance
Obstacles enhanced by way of impotence
Shed thine
Vociferous
The subtle complex
My most
the day time with the light
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night

[N:] You expect me to let you just let
of promiscuous whores
A face I knew but no longer recognize
Good-will overtook by power to despise

I feel no sorrow
Where previously I chose to wallow
The only
daughters,
Promiscuous mothers with your incestuous fathers.
Engreat souls condemned for all eternity,
Sustained by immoral observance a domineering deity.
eager hands 
Are searching for that promiscuous skin

Don’t mock me by existing
My ambition went from handsome as hell as straight to ugly as sin
But

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