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Drink Up

Pull out the cork. 
Pour the champagne.
I wanna get drunk. 
Drinking you,
that’s what
I’m thirsty for.
A kiss before midnight,
that's what
I adore.
That’s why I dialed.
That's why you came.
To tuck me in bed.
To have me wet.
naked, and spread.
My pretty wings of Love,
That’s what you truly crave.
It's not the champagne,
that’s to dull the pain
to keep me insane.
So drink up.
Drink my champagne.  
Let it flow.
Once you had enough
It’s time to roll.
It’s my turn
to pop that cork.
Written by Samnash (Sam Nash)
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