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She's a Pretty Little Thing

Bring me something pretty wrapped up in a bow something to love and hold something that will grow Don't hand me that your ill-meant plagues of woe you say that I can't love but what do you know I just want to live this life meet some girl, make her my wife Then again a good lay will do wham bam, thank you, then I'm through What do you mean I'm so fake You forget that this life is a game of give and take What do you mean I can't rush love? isn't there a question printed there above I want something fluffy, something pretty I want her to be true, smart, and sexy Is that so wrong for me to have does it have to get confused and messy What do you mean that's a shallow thing huh, i guess what you say does have a certain ring I guess i shouldn't want so much life is more than just having something So I guess you can keep your pretty thing I'll just stand here and pout tralala me me me what was it you were ranting about?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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