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She·s so fine, makes me lose my mind,
I wish to apply my manhood.
I·ll be glad to go to her pad and
Maybe the whole band could.
I got to make a decision
To avoid a collision.
She·s so tuff, my knee·s a little rough
From crawlin· on across her floor.
If she·d place an order I·d drink her bath water and
Not even use a chaser.
I got to make a decision
To avoid a collision.
Her lips are wet and I·d make a bet
She·s been suckin· on her watermellon rind.
She·s a picture of wealth and I know myself
That I·d take what she leaves behïnd.
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04.12.2008, 16:17 de ionel coscondel