by hedistuffLayopolis, West Virginia, USA
Aug 2012 576 Views 0 comments
schweaty schwimmin'...
you said to me, you'll never be, my marie
okay...I believe it
you said to me, I'll never be, your pierre
okay...I believe it
wake me, wake me, when it's over
...when you're satisfied
wake me, wake me, when it's over
...then I'll leave your side
wake up, wake up, are you sober?
....shall I leave this ride?
wake up, wake up, when you're sober
....I be satisfied
okay...I believe it
you said to me, I'll never be, your pierre
okay...I believe it
wake me, wake me, when it's over
...when you're satisfied
wake me, wake me, when it's over
...then I'll leave your side
wake up, wake up, are you sober?
....shall I leave this ride?
wake up, wake up, when you're sober
....I be satisfied
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Posted: Aug 2012
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