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By Willie Survive Submitted by jwb71913 Date: 2003 Jun 05 Comment on this Work [[2003.06.05.19.00.9607]] |
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Like a popcorn ball on hallow'een Or the cool taste of a salad green Salty, fresh and tasty too I love the taste of my lips on you From warm to hot to pepper's fire My every nerve a loaded wire Sensations I have never felt Your love has caused my heart to melt Platform stage to pin me down Spin like slow propeller round Touch you here, yes touch me there It's two o'clock but we don't care Dawn's light will come much too soon Lack of sleep might make me swoon I'll drag to work this sorry ass Next day's always such a blast Cause I've got that smile you see The secret between you and me |