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He took me by the hand
And led me to the room
He grabbed me by the waist
To show me how to move
He told me to lay down, down, down
By these magazines
And dusted them before
To make sure they was clean
I'm sittin here thinkin thinkin thinkin
It was just a dream
I wanted to come out, out, out
And tell him how I fiend
Cuz I'm crushin, crushin, crushin, crushin
Crushin on my
On my photographer
I'm tryna keep it business
But as I let him finish
I, I wanna be with
Be with my photographer
But he can't see
So he'll be in my fantasy
I went to change my clothes, clothes
Closed the door behind me
I sittin here wondrin'
Why can't he see?
When I look in those eyes
Those eyes, those eyes
Oh sh*t, he got me stuck
They captivate my body
But then again
Its for the love of the money
But I'm crushin, crushin, crushin, crushin
Crushin on my
On my photographer
I'm tryna keep it business
But as I let him finish
I, I wanna be with
Be with my photographer
But he can't see
So he'll be in my fantasy
La la la la la la
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Erin Blue - Fantasy Photographer Lyrics
Erin Blue - Fantasy Photographer Lyrics
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La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la
He took me by the hand
And led me to the room
He grabbed me by the waist
To show me how to move
He told me to lay down, down, down
By these magazines
And dusted them before
To make sure they was clean
I'm sittin here thinkin thinkin thinkin
It was just a dream
I wanted to come out, out, out
And tell him how I fiend
Cuz I'm crushin, crushin, crushin, crushin
Crushin on my
On my photographer
I'm tryna keep it business
But as I let him finish
I, I wanna be with
Be with my photographer
But he can't see
So he'll be in my fantasy
I went to change my clothes, clothes
Closed the door behind me
I sittin here wondrin'
Why can't he see?
When I look in those eyes
Those eyes, those eyes
Oh sh*t, he got me stuck
They captivate my body
But then again
Its for the love of the money
But I'm crushin, crushin, crushin, crushin
Crushin on my
On my photographer
I'm tryna keep it business
But as I let him finish
I, I wanna be with
Be with my photographer
But he can't see
So he'll be in my fantasy
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la
He took me by the hand
And led me to the room
He grabbed me by the waist
To show me how to move
He told me to lay down, down, down
By these magazines
And dusted them before
To make sure they was clean
I'm sittin here thinkin thinkin thinkin
It was just a dream
I wanted to come out, out, out
And tell him how I fiend
Cuz I'm crushin, crushin, crushin, crushin
Crushin on my
On my photographer
I'm tryna keep it business
But as I let him finish
I, I wanna be with
Be with my photographer
But he can't see
So he'll be in my fantasy
I went to change my clothes, clothes
Closed the door behind me
I sittin here wondrin'
Why can't he see?
When I look in those eyes
Those eyes, those eyes
Oh sh*t, he got me stuck
They captivate my body
But then again
Its for the love of the money
But I'm crushin, crushin, crushin, crushin
Crushin on my
On my photographer
I'm tryna keep it business
But as I let him finish
I, I wanna be with
Be with my photographer
But he can't see
So he'll be in my fantasy
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
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Writer: Jessica Page
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