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Keep It A Secret

They say that forbidden fruit tastes the best
And there were plenty bananas for that monkey party1
And you took a bite of the apple in paradise
And not until now did you realize that everything has a price
 
When you open your eyes, asking me before you leave
'Why? Why? Why?'
And you stand with a tear, saying, 'What about the guy I don't want to hurt?
Don't want to hurt?'
 
But we can keep it a secret, we can keep it real
You can say it truthfully or just refuse it
Baby, do you want to live free or in a prison?
The biggest lie isn't loving the one you make love to
 
His heart won't hurt if his eyes won't see
But how many lies can your heart stand?
How many more times will you look down
When he asks if you've got a clean conscience?
 
'Cause it goes the way it goes when we do like we did last night
'Why? Why? Why?'
And you stand with a tear, saying, 'What about the guy I don't want to hurt?
Don't want to hurt?'
 
But we can keep it a secret, we can keep it real
You can say it truthfully or just refuse it
Baby, do you want to live free or in a prison?
The biggest lie isn't loving the one you make love to
 
Let me keep it real
You can say it truthfully or just refuse it
Baby, do you want to live free or in a prison?
The biggest lie isn't loving the one you make love to
 
'Cause we can keep it a secret, we can keep it real
The biggest lie
Or just refuse it
 
We can keep it a secret
Keep it a secret
We can keep it a secret
The biggest lie isn't loving the one you make love to
 

• 1. A monkey party is a very wild party

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King's Chair

I've gotten body-retard wasted
Blacking out during the bright morning sun
As though I've done Rohypnol
Who the hell cares to walk, I want to be carried around in a king's chair
King's chair, king's chair, king's chair
Who the hell cares to walk, I want to be carried around in a king's chair
King's chair, king's chair
I want to be carried around, carried around, carried around in a king's chair
 
Baby, is something in the air?
Or have you put something in my drink?
When you smile, my pose rises
Can neither see nor think clearly when you wink-wink-wink
What I feel isn't something small
You intoxicate me incredibly much that I can't walk away
You're the queen of the ball
Baby, you were watching, you sweep me off of my feet
 
You laugh a bit, but you like my offer
Let's hold hands, baby, getting your ex out of the picture
I'd use every krone1 on a party with you
When I'm with you, I'm always wearing a crown anyway
 
I've gotten body-retard wasted
Blacking out during the bright morning sun
As though I've done Rohypnol
Who the hell cares to walk, I want to be carried around in a king's chair
King's chair, king's chair, king's chair
Who the hell cares to walk, I want to be carried around in a king's chair
King's chair, king's chair
I want to be carried around, carried around, carried around in a king's chair
 
Baby, is something in the air?
Or something in whatever you're drinking
The perfume says, 'Let's bounce'2
Allow my to offer her majesty some king's dick
The booze is speaking, I'm confident
You can have my essay on pick up lines
Hoodlum humor, I'm loyal to street
But tonight, your SUV will be the royal suite
 
You laugh a bit, but you like my offer
Let's hold hands, baby, getting your ex out of the picture
I'd use every krone on a party with you
When I'm with you, I'm always wearing a crown anyway
 
Always wearing a crown anyway
You make me feel like a king now
 
I've gotten body-retard wasted
Blacking out during the bright morning sun
As though I've done Rohypnol
Who the hell cares to walk, I want to be carried around in a king's chair
King's chair, king's chair, king's chair
Who the hell cares to walk, I want to be carried around in a king's chair
King's chair, king's chair
I want to be carried around, carried around, carried around in a king's chair
 

• 1. Danish currency
• 2. The Danish word 'fordufte,' which means to leave or to disappear, contains 'dufte,' the Danish word for smelling, creating a pun.

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