Paul McCartney - I'm Partial to Your Abracadabra Lyrics
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I'm Partial to Your Abracadabra
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What Are The Lyrics For I'm Partial to Your Abracadabra By Paul McCartney?
I'm partial to your abracadabra
I'm raptured by the joy of it all So stop me where you start The cockles of his heart The panties sends it right up the wall Please, please, stop it, it likes it Tickles it to death either way These lovely boots exist To drive it round the twist The call of nature must be obeyed Glad it's over, but this is worse Could hardly say it had been coerced Stop it 'cause it likes it, it's worse I'm partial to your abracadabra The unforeseen erogenous zones Stop, it insists Slap it with your wrists It likes it when you leave it alone There's been a manifestation Nature made it answer the call It simply can't resist Boots and pants like this Abracadabra for all Glad that's over, but this is worse Roll it over, too perverse Stop it 'cause it likes it, it's worse I'm partial to your abracadabra I'm partial to your abracadabra I'm partial to your abracadabra I'm partial to your abracadabra I'm partial to your abracadabra I'm partial to your abracadabra I'm partial to your abracadabra I'm partial to your abracadabra |
Who Wrote I'm Partial to Your Abracadabra By Paul McCartney?
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What's The Duration Of The I'm Partial to Your Abracadabra By Paul McCartney?The duration of I'm Partial to Your Abracadabra is 3:31 minutes and seconds. |
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