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Her devilish eyes keep the honest man wondering if lounges in the nude |
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I can't see any scales but I'm sure there's horns under her hair |
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Tempt me taste me |
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There's plenty of evil to share with her |
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Kissing goes on and on |
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Until the lust is gone |
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With gifted touch she holds your emotions in a bottle air tight and plastic sealed |
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One last breathe of simple defeat then she'll scratch you off the list |
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Number 3 or 13 is better than dead last |
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Should've known you'd tag along like the rest of the idiots |
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Tearing men to shreds with every bite she takes |
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Forget amends they'll also break |
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The whore I adore |
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Closer to the deadly strike |
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Poisonous fingers wipe off the itch of frustration |
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Troublesome |
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Clenching with solid might |
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Forever loosing the fight |
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Stop showing how much it hurts |
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That's just something else she likes |
