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Pop/kral
When i'm asleep, you touch my feet
You let me know that i am no creep
Because i love you, you are for real
I'm stickin' right here - pumping for jill
In the gas station where i work
Everyone treats me just like a jerk
Nobody offers me a tip
I'm gonna stay here - pumping jill's hips...
I met you out at the mardi gras
On a french quarter sidewalk
When you kissed me, it was strong
I wonder if you'll hear this song
La da da da da da, da da da da...
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