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four suits for the queen
damn.. where'd she learn to play..
tell the queen.. to grab a spade..
bind him up.. knot the suede..
take him down.. and go get laid..
damn.. should have cautioned..
tell the queen.. to grab a diamond..
pants pulled down.. shirt unbuttoned..
another suit.. should have beckoned..
damn.. how'd she learn the part..
tell the queen.. to grab a heart..
on his knees.. now that's a start..
spread her open.. he licked her tart..
damn.. when'd she learn to drub..
tell the queen.. to grab a club..
grab his head.. and make him rub..
make him beg.. he's just a sub..
tell the queen.. to grab a spade..
bind him up.. knot the suede..
take him down.. and go get laid..
damn.. should have cautioned..
tell the queen.. to grab a diamond..
pants pulled down.. shirt unbuttoned..
another suit.. should have beckoned..
damn.. how'd she learn the part..
tell the queen.. to grab a heart..
on his knees.. now that's a start..
spread her open.. he licked her tart..
damn.. when'd she learn to drub..
tell the queen.. to grab a club..
grab his head.. and make him rub..
make him beg.. he's just a sub..
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