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He pauses shaving and he tells himself that he is the bomb
She has her curlers set, her credit cards are paying the funds
He’s not that old, I’ve been told
A strong sexual goal
She goes out ever day
She goes every way...oh yeah!
And they don’t even care at all
She’s open waiting for more
And I know he’s only looking to score
And it’s way too unhealthy
Often they’ve typically
Been starved for attention before
She smokes a dozen and he doesn’t seem to notice the smell
He took the seat off his own bike because of the way that it felt
He wants to bone, this I know
She is ready to blow
They go out every night
His pants are super tight...oh yeah!
And they don’t even care at all
Read more lyrics about / on: yeah, night, gone
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