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Pineapple Margarita
He bought me a pineapple margarita and sat it down at my side. He asked me if I'd drink it. I told him I wasn't interested. I LIED!
He was so confident as he looked me in the eye. "Don't give me any bullshit, you know I'm your kinda guy!"
the pineapple to make you taste good
the tequila to give you heat
"I'll keep them coming baby, I see you're getting me!"
He was so confident as he looked me in the eye. "Don't give me any bullshit, you know I'm your kinda guy!"
the pineapple to make you taste good
the tequila to give you heat
"I'll keep them coming baby, I see you're getting me!"
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