Oh I lie here in the wet patch,
in the middle of the bed,
i'm feeling pretty well well done by I spend ages giving head.
Then I remember all the nice things,
that you'd ever said to me,
mabye i'm just overreacting,
and you're the one for me.
There is just one thing,
that getting in the way
when we go up to bed,
you're just no good, it such a shame!
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I never would have loaded up a 44 and put myself behind a jail house door if it hadn't been for love. Four cold walls against my will but at least I know she's lying still. Four cold walls without parole, Lord have mercy on my soul.
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