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By Irongirl Submitted by Irongirl Date: 2006 Feb 13 Comment on this Work [[2006.02.13.20.20.28208]] |
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What if we were to ride away, 'round that grassy knoll? Sipping sticky wicket, through the night we would have stole wrap those blue eyes around my waist and burn a hole with their stare This ain't no love here babe, Unless you open up that soul wide bare... |