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Cookies That Hurt

Life went south with Jimmy Buffett I'm gonna write him cuz I'm still hurt, stupid, drunk But see, I still gotta get up Need to go to work Help folks It helps, to help you know? So I'm makin cookies for my growed up babies cuz tomorrow, it's Valentines day I got these heart shaped cutters Kneading the dough I say Babies, I love you I will love you no matter what I press the dough into heart shapes with all my heart then someone says someone tells me and I guess that they would know "you're the worst mother" and it flattened out my dough

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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