silly girl,no one beats her!!!
im fond of you
not to treat you nice
and put you in a bed of softness.
but because i can play with you,toss you around
tease you till you almost die,and then when your hart has few strokes to go, i will ease your pain and bring you back to life.. thing is,that the trade for me playing with you,is my life ,you keep me so busy, you got my in your hands 2.
put them back in your pantspockets,bothof them!
not to treat you nice
and put you in a bed of softness.
but because i can play with you,toss you around
tease you till you almost die,and then when your hart has few strokes to go, i will ease your pain and bring you back to life.. thing is,that the trade for me playing with you,is my life ,you keep me so busy, you got my in your hands 2.
put them back in your pantspockets,bothof them!
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sunflower | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 25 november 2005 | ||
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