No Need For A Guy When You Have Me
No Need For A Guy When You Have Me
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Good thing you like sloppy seconds
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I need a taste to be convinced
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Look at that, how nice it slides
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
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Don't you just love mornings?
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No fear of the monster
Have you met perfection?
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