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Boy handler now you're on my mind. |
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Your night gender is changing all the time. |
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The Oil war is down on faggot street. |
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Tighten up your jeans, let them know, drag your feet. |
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Same days, same days forever. |
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Same days, same days forever. |
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Satin jackets pressed against my skin. |
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The young neckers are loading up their friends. |
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Where's my mother? She can't see me here. |
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With tear drinkers and the holy spirit near. |
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Same days same days forever. |
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Same days same days forever. |
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Gentle licks weigh heavy on my heart. |
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We're gentlemen, we're men who are hard. |
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True love waits, but that don't make it real. |
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Real love takes and cops that feel. |
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Secret hands with money in their folds, swaddled up with heritage untold. |
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True love waits, but that don't make it real. |
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Real love takes and cops that feel. |
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Same days same days forever. |
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Same days same days forever. |
