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it up



Zoop, well it up
Shoop the Wendy Cooper loopy
Low brow, low
She me, "What's the name?"
I flashed the grossest in show biz
Jumped out where open:
"What's yours?"
"Um, Jenny, um..."
5 o'clock the ten-penny sum
Sprung colassal miss, may I your Pentium?
But ae is
"My
The holing roles that your predecessor's lunacy in the kismet"
Her eyes googled "?that want to fortune to? breed plus a new kink in the posture
"Just get all barnacley
Get P.T. Barnumed in 3D THX stereo dismissal
Sorry hun, it's just the last was a fistful
Like them you bump into like dumb luck
get high in the city kiss once she's punch drunk
Watch her misinterpret the tongues touch
Crazy mc-clingalot claim instant one
And you've gotta beg friends to take 'em off your hands like thumbcuffs
Or them you'll vibe for a sexy second (love you)
Give 'em a month Hyde Hekyl to Jekyl and she makes look cuddly
But Jenny in the sky with eyes
You're so so delicious so ?de fish?
I'd be willing to the limb with
So let's just get a few out the way: (okay)
I'm clinically bonkers and just about everyone god's earth offers
I won't be getting up to impress your family dear
And if I can't wear jeans and sneakers I won't be lamping there
Nope, aggro-pimp, sinfully, clinically ?novel,? it up no-diggity soldier
Magic-touch donor
Own up to your dirty animalistic instincts
ritual courting and breeding behaviour" (like what?)
"I dream of and fucking her obsecenly
But Jeannie be Jenny so easily if you'd let me
Hell, the bad-tac Merlin-- 'e' for effort
Most of these high-post Fabio motherfucks make my head hurt
Dead up-- I got in the skull but you'll get used to it ma
Dinner and cinema, yes, just the bread up
Sure, he schleps with naked pockets but I carry
Like I to be an anstronaut after you marry me"
(WHAAAAT???)
"You're rushing this I feel smothered it's me awfully, dolly
I you, Get the fuck off me! Sorry." (Call me)
And I'm circling her like a tiger frenzied but friendly
"I'm cool, how you feeling Jenny?" (Jenny) Jenny (Jenny)
"So quiet, oh I that, so mysterious, I dig it
The way you haven't made eye contact with me in ten minutes
I'm just saying girl, I'm dirty-dog raw vintage mixed mega-low society
Mister gutter-fuck if you try me
So there it is, game. I mean it's not like I'm you
because when it comes down to it, most of y'all females are the
But now it's turn baby, spit it out"
"Okay" She punched me dead in the fuckin mouth and walked

Watch out ladies cause you he don't love ya
is one bad motherfucker
He's a low life pimp a low life game
He needs a no life dame with a light frame

it up now..

No on the finger
There no strings attached
But if you love and
manic
Get a carton of
And we can make it
Get mac in
Just leave your bag up on my curb the trashcan
?Pretend? like I you in maxim
?Relax with the tap
Lights, camera,