centre street, a chance to meet beauty, complete
angel food cake works at the glue bake
sake me out, i get a shout out online, not much else more
then summer sure tore me up, two in a truck died on a bridge
my heart an open fridge, oh amelia, how i feel ya, can i come kill ya?
this deal is wheeled in and begs out.difference maker is shout, so tout me as a knower, instant thrower and i get to know her, again.
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