No purpose to my longing
I thought that love had gone
Until a new romantic flame
Had got no panties on
She wiggled like a temptress
And her silky derriere
Was moving to the music
That was playing through the air
The radio played songs of love
The room got hot and steaming
Until I woke up in a state
To find that I was dreaming
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