Paroles de Push-Pull
Uneven odds, erotic messageOpening in the cinderblock
In the twilight, get the camera quick, because my lamp is dim
This lit-glow torch can’t go the distance
Don’t let him polish the bill of rights
With his sandpaper and a jealous grudge
She’s no traitor, she’s just bathing and besides get out of here!
Your confused pilgrim’s an indian giver
She’s no traitor, she’s just bathing and besides get out of here!
Your confused pilgrim’s an indian giver
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