Living the high life,
Only to come back to me.
I wait behind in your humble abode,
A true princess on a high.
I want to show you,
How i feel,
I'll work you up,
To bring you down.
Back to my old tricks,
My old way.
It's true what 'they' say.
You can't teach an old
Dog
New tricks.
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