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on the bottom, down to my new pair of shoes
Down on the bottom, down to my new pair of shoes
I'm down by the lakeside, thinking 'bout my baby blue

Last night
dick harder than the unzipped
Tyler Swift-ly slips his dick inside of Taylor Swift's
Slit, Round trip in that pussy, here comes a tick-
-Et, Them clips
(Spoken):
My name's Taylor Swift
This is a cover song I'm gonna sing for you
By one of my favorite bands called Better Than Ezra
And its the song
Swift to call you a traitor
Cause you're swift to love Taylor
Now we got bad blood with our neighbor

Who's wrong, who's right
Every Sunday we're
Taylor & zac: "go back to the island boy"
Ya, ya, ya, ya,
Taylor & zac: "are you ready? how ya goin' get there? "
Isaac: "by mail boat"
Taylor & zac: "are
Make you strip, got my dick harder than the unzipped
Tyler swiftly slips his dick inside of Taylor Swift's slit
Round trip in that pussy, here comes
Sparks Fly Lyrics
    by Taylor Swift
    Bloody Mary Lyrics
    by Lady GaGa
    Paradise Lyrics
    by Coldplay
    Mirrors Lyrics
    by Bruno
the wind outside it howls and blows
I'll let em dry by a cozy fire, and warm my soaked and wrinkled toes

[Chorus]

These are shoes that like to travel,
squares with my relatives
That cheese made us constipated couldn't tell us shit
Took that, Taylor Swift to a hundred fucking million, bitch
I'mma let ya’ll
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing

[PMD]
I
Yeah, I'm giving it over

Music by Peter Furler and Steve Taylor / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
©©2002 Dawn Treader Music (admin. by EMI Christian Music
Friday.

Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in tha air,
If ya don't care.

Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in tha air,
If ya don't care.

Standin outside
Enough for Pamela Anderson Lee
My Katy Perry ain't afraid to carry
That shit you sniff, Taylor Swift
Niggas talk yet it remains a myth
I never seen it,
Jackie Joyner Kersee
Cause the track is His will and His will keep me going
Even though your boy ain't never James worthy
Now Taylor Swift started
And the pages draw pictures of the things that they want
I cook my dinner on the black top street
I come from the nation of heat

Outside the train station
outside, the sun got gutter
By the clouds in the sky, it stay hot like summer
I grind .... ooohhh ...
I still grind ... yeaaaahh...

Even when the well runs
know that it's in my plan
Advantage of demographics, I'm Jigga, Bruno and Sam Smith
I'm moving business, I'm Taylor Swift in a van
This game, boy, is
E-Swift is here, I love to steer
my big body Coupe from here to there
I grab a beer, but not in the ride
I pull up to the club and I drink outside
You
like this is my life before 
People will still camp out from the night before 
Sleepin' outside the door waitin' in line 
Still tryna get inside
like this is my life before 
People will still camp out from the night before 
Sleepin' outside the door waitin' in line 
Still tryna get inside
no s*** like this is my life before 
People will still camp out from the night before 
Sleepin' outside the door waitin' in line 
Still tryna get
pies, ten cars, five drives, ten bars, fi-fi
That's fifty-five thou, sha-na-na, bye bye
My fittings touched tailored, joined by Chuck Taylors
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing

[PMD]
I
highway, 
On tha Vegas run fool 'cause its Friday. 

[Chorus x2]
Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in tha air, 
If ya don't care.
 
Standin' outside
highway, 
On tha Vegas run fool 'cause its Friday. 

[Chorus x2]
Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in tha air, 
If ya don't care.
 
Standin' outside