THE BPA TOE JAM
I was asked in New York City Do you like my clothes Main Lyrics between my toes Complete Lyrics I was asked in New York City, do you like my clothes I m talking to my tape recorder, walking down the road but on Friday nights, I m, purified that my feet don t touch the floor when the number meets the road, in between my toes Everyday is fucking perfect, its a paradise watch my life like its a movie, have to watch it twice a boy looks at a girl, and a
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