I lost you there at the mini cooper and laundromat
I asked did you want to sit on the machine?
you say nah I'm just trying to get home
take care of my girl
shes a little old for that,
and this pbr is getting kinda of warm,
why dont you kiss me again,
I lost the art of seduction she says
and now were sexting,
and I instruct her to vibrate her self
w/each sms, like my side burns
on her thigh I text
I tell her I'm hungry
ask, or is that to caveman
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