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E.T. - Katy Perry, Kanye West


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You're so hypnotizing
Could you be the devil
Could be an angel
Your touch, magnetizing
Feels like I am floating
Leaves my body glowing
They say,
Be afraid
You're not like the others
Futuristic lover
Different DNA
They don't understand you
You're from a whole 'nother world
A different dimension
You open my eyes
And I'm ready to go
Lead me into the light
Kiss me, ki-ki kiss me,
Infect me with your lovin'
Fill me with your poison
Take me, ta-ta take me,
Wanna be your victim
Ready for abduction
Boy, you're an alien
Your touch so foreign
It's supernatural,
Extra-terrestrial
You're so supersonic
Wanna feel your powers
Stun me with your lasers
You're kiss, is cosmic
Every move is magic

You're from a whole 'nother world
A different dimension
You open my eyes
And I'm ready to go
Lead me into the light
Kiss me, ki-ki kiss me
Infect me with your lovin'
Fill me with your poison
Take me, ta-ta take me
Wanna be your victim
Ready for abduction
Boy, you're an alien
Your touch so foreign
It's supernatural
Extra-terrestrial
This is transcendental
On another level
Boy, you're my lucky star
I wanna walk on your wavelength
And be there when you vibrate
For you I'll risk it all
Kiss me, ki-ki kiss me
Infect me with your lovin'
Fill me with your poison.
Take me, ta-ta take me
Wanna be your victim
Ready for abduction
Boy, you're an alien
Your touch so foreign
It's supernatural
Extra-terrestrial
Extra-terrestrial
Extra-terrestrial
Boy, you're an alien
Your touch so foreign
It's supernatural
Extra-terrestrial
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