The girl is easy take it from me,
She's got to have it, constantly.
If it's not me, it's someone else,
So I'd rather it be myself.
So let me give you some advice,
I never leave something that nice.
I'd never kick her out of bed,
I'm not that sick in the head.
Don Juan Tenorio
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