The sight of her curvy body
Makes my heart beat a little fast
And I long for her loving
More than any other day - I mean craving
Like the lies, she tells
Makes me want to slap her behind
So loud and rough - I mean rough
But I know very well to her,
I am an addiction
She craves me so bad like a cocaine
And this may sound insane - Ask Kane
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