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Young women with bodys hard
Working out with tubs of lard 
Wanting men to notice their chest
With buns of steel pointing west
North and south given to me
Yet they notice the gold on me
Yes I know my north doesnt abound
And my south hangs low to the ground
Yes their east and west is very stout
No matter what I do it wont help out
Gold that shows without a doubt
Years gone by without a shout
Yet I cant but want what I see
Even though they wont see me
With all this gold 
MY fire only goes cold
North and south gone astray
Given to stallions who can play
With nothing left for me
But to watch and dream with my t.v.

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