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Imagine Ina in even more scantily clothing than usual, dancing her brains out on the dancefloor.
You lock eyes from across the room. Then you down your drink while the rhythms boom. You take Ina's hand and skip the names.
No need here for the silly games. Make our way through the smoke and crowd. The club is the sky and you're on Ina's cloud. Move in close as the lasers fly. Your bodies touch and the Takos cry. Leave this place go back to yours.
Your lips first touch outside your doors
A whole night what you've got in store
Whisper in your ear that you want some more
And you
Jizz in your pants.