Her
I don't know what to say to her
But I know what I want to say
I don't want to think of her
But I do each and every day
I don't want to hold her
Just squeeze her tight
I don't want to kiss her
Just suck-face all through the night
I don't want to love her once
Just a thousand million times
I don't want to call her on the phone
But I always get a busy line
I don't want to want her
But yet I always do
I don't want to tell her
But baby I love you
Copyright © Fritz Purdum | Year Posted 2009
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