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Bitch Boy
She would not let him buy her dinner,
she didn't need him throwing it
in her face later.
She called the waiter over,
bought herself a beer and threw it
in his face right then and there.
she didn't need him throwing it
in her face later.
She called the waiter over,
bought herself a beer and threw it
in his face right then and there.
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