Song 2
They say only think in the fourm of crunching numbers. In hotel rooms. Collecting page 6 lovers. Get me out of my mind. And get you out of those clothes. I'm a lotter away, from getting you into the mood. Wooaaahhhh.
I think i may have did it wrong. Oh well.
Good luck!
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