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Running down the white
Drumming up a
Throwing a tirade
Along came a
And sat down beside her and
you got to trade?

My d'ette is bringing back summer
As long as you can take the
Well, gametime

feeders and catholic cheaters
Busting feminine riches
Who could resist that perfect
But I don't need to rip stitches
All her are going south
it isn't followed by her mouth
'Cause it's

low on fallen angels to carry this weight
Too much and not much reason
And too on my plate

from two in royal blue
But we that dog don't hunt
red in the corner from ol' Jack Horner
The thing to do is punt

Nothing ventured is spent
But you can bend back far enough to pay the
When gametime

through that fire
Just to keep getting cold
The is sharp and getting higher
Hope my luck still

Off the chain with both pointed
Jackie Brown
Clean, anointed and
Arguing the whole way

Nobody here's seen nothing it
I believe got a point
And it's

And it's on, it's

Yeah,