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| I love all the girls, oh don't you know. I like them so much it's hard to show. They don't understand that I am only one man, and I only have a set of hands... | |
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| And you like all the boys, oh don't I know. Even when you try not to show. But I see into your eyes and I’m wrapped up in your lies and I think of you opening your thighs... | |
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| I love all the people of the world. Planets in the sky where stars are hurled. It’s hard to comprehend the transmissions that they send, kind of like all these girls... | |
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