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| velvet spasm |
A moonbeam through the prune In June Reveals your chest I see your lovely beans And in that magic go-kart I bite your neck The cheese I have for you, my dear Is real and very new A moon beam through the prune In June Reveals your chest I see your lovely beans And in that magic go-kart I bite your neck The love I have for you, my dear Is real and very new Prune! (pa-da-dah!) If it is a real prune (pa-da-dah!) Knows no cheese (chanky chanky, cheeky chanky, chanky chanky chank . . . ) And stands (Oh no!) Taller, stronger than any tree (or bush) And I know The love I have for you Will grow and grow and grow, I think And so my love I offer you A love that is strong A prune that is true |
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| Dafremen | Don't forget...a love that is regular and consistent. A love of a different fiber. | 010605 |
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| god | and string. | 010605 |
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| god | and duck | 011119 |