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From Paris to Berlin,
and every disco I get in,
my heart is pumping for love,
pumping with love,
when I'm thinking of you,
and all the things we could do,
my heart is pumping for love.
I made up some better lyrics in the shower when I had this ridiculous piece of garbage stuck in my head for a few days.
From your arse to my rim,
and every bedroom I get in,
my arse is pumping with cum,
pumping with cum,
when I'm think of you,
with your dick in my poo,
my arse is pumping with cum.
Haven't got past the chorus, those were the only words I knew.
p.s Though it may seem so, I'm not fourteen years old.
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Last edited by Domesticated on May-07-2007 at 04:38
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