You go girl,
go hook another few.
Kiss a thousand lips,
and let hands go free.
Show the whole world,
the mistakes your making,
let them know,
that your on the low side.
I tried to talk you out of it.
Though your pleasure,
shaddowed the truth of it.
The grave situation.
Premiscuous girl,
pretty girl.
I hate seeing you ruin,
all that could be good about you.
You go girl,
go hook another few,
Kiss a thousand lips,
and let hands go free.
But you will never,
never, know what love means.
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a friend of mine lost the plot
and i tried glueing the pages back together but she wont listen no matter what i do....
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