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Oh Joe

The Day that I can’t have You is so very Hard to do just things I feel like a zombie dead Since my head is not all there And body is hanging somewhere else I just can't live like this, I need you! You fire up my senses when I drink of you!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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