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Street Is the spot that we did meet Then we fucked each other I practised on my sister She practised on her brother And we sexed the night away 1 2 Poo 2
showing me new antics, come practised and I don't understand it Bae I didn't want more than this More than sex More than links More than friends More than
story which never happened I said ouch! this really hurts... That can't be this has been Practised for millions of years Therefore we are Yes, but i, I'm
As some of you may know, I practised baby-farming. Chorus. Now this is most alarming! When she was young and charming, She practised baby-farming, A many
teach them all to do the Waymen reed We practised and practised all day long to teach these elephants the elephants song they looked at us with tied
guitar And practised all day-ay while you sat in the bar, yes you did now Ooh, well it ain't no fun livng life with a head full of songs And when ever
hurts... That can't be this has been Practised for millions of years Therefore we are Yes, but I, I'm a boy. A small story which always happens I said
hurts... That can't be this has been Practised for millions of years Therefore we are Yes, but I, I'm a boy. A small story which always happens I said
Never practised before The feeling that two You know what to do Turn, it low, turn it low Turn the lights down low Turn, it low, turn it low Turn
Trenches laid in mountains deep Practised while the masses sleep Repugnant spells and sacrifice Currency to pay the price Blood drunk festivals The lineage
hurts... That can't be this has been Practised for millions of years Therefore we are Yes, but I, I'm a boy. A small story which always happens I said
the teaching of the secret codes that they don't know For what was practised by our ancestors is buried in the earth Waiting for us to give it birth Too long
a fanatic So I called up my boys and we started going manic We practised and we practised yeah we fought like it was war I wrote a thousand choruses then
Margaret. With every mile of sea and land his longing grew and grew. He practised all his pretty words, and these, I fear, were few. At last, one frosty
Mississippi about nineteen-twenty-sex He moved to Chicago about ninetten-thirty-eight Where his name was eventually changed to Bo Diddley He practised
it'd be hard for some to believe I leave them pussies stinking They need Summer's Eve I practised repetition, I need 100 G's 100 M's, hug and squeeze
but a rock Heck, I'd even like to be a policeman Hey, you know what, you know maybe if I practised, you know Maybe if I passed my driving test I could
a policeman Hey, you know what, you know maybe if I practised, you know Maybe if I passed my driving test I could get a gig drivin' that bus and pick some
it'd be hard for some to believe I leave them pussies stinking They need Summer's Eve I practised repetition, I need 100 G's 100 M's, hug and squeeze
it'd be hard for some to believe I leave them pussies stinking They need Summer's Eve I practised repetition, I need 100 G's 100 M's, hug and squeeze
And niggas couldn't beat me if they practised Used to use my safe for a mattress Used to use my mattress for a safe See I could count a hundred thousand
When I heard about the girls in Saint Tropez Going topless in the sun I practised staring every day So I could hypnotise each one Dominique, she owns
alright I walk around with murder in my eyes I'm going to turn my baby blue I practised in the mirror hundred times But still can't bring myself to shoot
That's sad That's right Another night Of someone else's fantasy He thought he was cool with his tunes He practised the knack in his room And in
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