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Higher...
I'm all about the lips
(Your alluring lips
to be exact))
During our little trysts
You always make sure
My lips are thourghly kissed.
Your sweet lips make me
Drunk with hot desire
It seems to happen everytime
It shouldn't come as a surprise
Your kisses leave me feeling
Higher than a Georgia pine.
(Your alluring lips
to be exact))
During our little trysts
You always make sure
My lips are thourghly kissed.
Your sweet lips make me
Drunk with hot desire
It seems to happen everytime
It shouldn't come as a surprise
Your kisses leave me feeling
Higher than a Georgia pine.
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