You Kiss my lips so tenderly...
On the ranches,
On horse back,
We go so merily.
Lady we take guys like flea...
At just fifteen, In 199XXX
Do you knew it?
Of course not.
I kissed a guy, unappeared.
He was rich, so he didn't care.!
He did blankly stare...
He too was young...
But a freaky rich man's son.
He had too just, frolicking begun...
Oh what a sog.! !
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