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well, the party i went to was a bust, so i ended up coming back and doing the same thing you guys are doing. it's too bad, too. had a ncie time with one of the girls in the basement. you know... put on some nice ambient chill, let it just glide around us with the lights low and the glare from the tv just hitting her straight on. the sound of everyone upstairs singing in a drunken falsetto and her and i just laying back and basking in the moment followed by some [CENSORED]
it's 2am on a friday night and the only thing that's going through my mind is 'what's a guy gotta do to get some lovin'?!'
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You're like a sight for sore eyes, lyrical and gentle, borderlining sentimental...
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