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the gluing back and i am still not getting what i want i want to touch the back of your right arm i wish you could remind me who i was because every

A peculiar thing happened to me this morning Just as I reached into my pocket to find it empty of any sow I saw two broken twigs on the ground Shaped

Oh, what a noble, distinguished collection Of fine little friends you have made Hitting the tables without you again No, we?ll wait, no, we promise, we

I can't get them up, I can't get them up I can't get them up at all Hey ho, let's go Good morning, Killer King, you're a star That's gorgeous, hold it

the bedroom There was somebody waiting And it isn't my fault That the barbarian raped me When I went to get tested I brought along my best friend Melissa Mahoney who

unright, it's so unright It's a technical, accept it But who needs love when there's Law And Order? And who needs love when there's Southern Comfort? And who