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A goddess on a mountain top, Was burning like a silver flame, The summit of beauty and love, And Venus was here name. (CHORUS) She's got it, yeah baby, she's got it, well I'm your Venus, I'm your fire at your desire. well I'm your Venus, I'm your fire at your desire. (SOLO GITAAR) Her weapons are her crystal eyes, Making every man mad, Black as the dark night she was, Got what no one else had. (CHORUS) She's got it, yeah baby she's got it, well I'm your Venus, I'm your fire at your desire. well I'm your Venus, I'm your fire at your desire. Aaaaaaaa aaaah aaaaaaah aaaaah aaaaa aaa aaah Aaaaaaaa aaaah aaaaaaah aaaaah aaaaa aaa aaah (CHORUS) She's got it, yeah baby she's got it well I'm your Venus, I'm your fire at your desire. well I'm your Venus, I'm your fire at your desire.
