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taken my possessions and your dressing like a tart, But it's miserable and sluttish to be acting like I do in front of you No matter how you try you'll
on my part, You've taken my possessions and your dressing like a tart, But it's miserable and sluttish to be acting like I do in front of you. No
You skip amongst the mines Just a product of the endless empty grind You lack the curves that prove a proper lady A slender slave with sluttish
A slender slave with sluttish, sleepy eyes Though once I was emoting and Bono lyric quoting I have found another, be my guest and die Starry eyes, she's warm
to the rubbish Mans your acting sluttish Dont come round my ends If you do you better bring your friends Stabbing opps like king arthur Dumping their bodies in
Because I’ve something better than bliss Many clap, some don't, a few hiss Come listen to this If she sluttish, if she clean I don’t want to be in it SOFIE
wearin' a dress You're not wearin' nothin' else Except that cheeky smile on your face Momma you got a certain sluttish grace You're such a whore but
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