He's standin' tall at 5 foot 4, With the sharpness of a troubadour. I dare you look him in the eye. His stench would make a buzzard cry.
He likes burt in white lightning. Camelback cinema.
In the dark she sat and wait For her steady random date. Reflecting back to a time When eager boys would stand in line. She likes burt in white lightning. He's standin' tall at 5 foot 4. Lurking in the corridor. He came to buy his weekly whore At camelback cinema.
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