Lirieke: Kiss. Gene Simmons. True Confessions.

Before you tell me to go, I've got to let you know
How you're makin' my temperature rise
I let you use me, you tried to abuse me
They tell me you're not very nice

I'm not your social security
I'm not your star opportunity, yeah
Oh baby, you can have me absolutely
Won't you give me?

True confessions
True confessions
True confessions
That's all I'm askin' for, yeah

I do things to make you crazy inside
And baby that's one thing you know you can't hide
You ask me why, what's your confession
Well baby the truth is, you're in my possession tonight

True confessions
True confessions
True confessions
That's all I'm askin' for, yeah

I'm not your social security
I'm not your star opportunity, yeah
Oh baby, you can have me absolutely
Won't you give me?

True confessions
True confessions
True confessions

True confessions
True confessions
True confessions
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