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Camo Cullinan Got the white linen Full of young women Run with South Ontarians Met her near Silicon She taste like cinnamon Keep at a minimum Back
I'm under the spell I now know wild Yukon highways fairly well Though those boring Ontarian roads feel like home So far apart, I can't keep both
"Yeah but Ontarian" Honey Cruller kindof strip, Apple Fritter Ego Trip. The day after, people would say "hey Thérèse c'mon pass the Dutchy?" But she was
POTUS, the Prime Minister In the asylum is the sly enema Items he applies to the designs define sinister It costs to cross the Oz terrorist The Ontarian
Just to spite a plain white sky we stood Tall as giants you and I and the Ontarian dirt But as the sun sets slow upon your youth You're told you're
DJ's going Baaaald "is it Moby??" "Yeah but Ontarian" Honey Cruller kindof strip, Apple Fritter Ego Trip. The day after, people would say "hey
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