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Those teeth are so yellow when he smiles,cars slow down and I'm sure he doesn't have to buy butter. I say Crack, Coke, Heroin.
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Your number 8 with black lines around your eyes, shades to hide your habits. I don't know your age but you guessed mine, my sign, your sign. The opening line is always just the same, the same intentions...destinations, just you and me and rainbows.
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