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Gumball

Breathy voice from lips cherry red Another piece of candy for my tongue to tread A twist of the wrist and a quarter or two Gives me a another piece for my mouth to chew Oh I have always loved the look Of this places sweeties It’s like their all hand made But their taste is always fading That’s why I call it gumball Chew it up and spit it out And let another piece fall It doesn’t matter if they don’t like the way I play cuz I don’t tell my gum about my game if they don’t like it it’s a shame Gumball might stick Oh but it don’t stain Sometimes when I’m alone And when I’m candy free I go and shake up the machine See it all movin in the glass Just hoping I don’t pass That I’m looking for another little piece of …. But they don’t know how I play Cuz I don’t tell my gum about my game If they don’t like it it’s a shame Gumball might stick Oh but it don’t stain Blueberry dress and scarlet hair Looking at me through the globe I love its taste upon my teeth That’s why I got another piece When this is over we’ll both agree The dress looks better on the floor of my place No one likes to be alone But no one likes to let someone get boring either But there is so many things to try I can assure you that struit insidias lacrimis cum femina plorat I won’t tell them how I play Cuz I don’t tell my gum about my game If they don’t like it it’s a shame Gumball might stick But it don’t stain

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