And One Dont Get Me Wrong
And One Don t Get Me Wrong Lyrics She s got the soul but her God needs to run To the marketplace where she bought the things in black Everybody s laughing bout the clown in her head I start to dress me like the wise girls said Some people whisper and some people talk too much I feel the time has come, I feel the job is done Something is ridiculous, she takes my hand and say: Don t you want to fuck me I am ready to play I am the gear, she is obscene. We are the oil of the shaking bed machine. Anot br, br,
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