No use crying over spilt milk
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I bring her flowers and we watch them wilt
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Naturally built theres nothing store bought
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I ought to thank her folks for what shes got
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Sex oozes from her every pore
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So many butterflies my guts are sore
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And even before she opens up her mouth
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I know what shes thinking about
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She fits like a glove
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She's as pure as a dove
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She's sent from above
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She's all I think of
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She's lovely
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She's all I think of
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She's lovely
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She's gorgeous
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She goes against the grain
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Extravaganza tastes like sugar cane
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We got big plans whatever she chooses
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Fky her to Hawaii maybe some cruses
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I'll explain it's plain and simple
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She's like the cherry in a Shirley Temple
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She's the prize at the bottom of the glass
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Her eyes are the way she shakes that ass
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She fits like a glove
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She's as pure as a dove
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She's sent from above
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She's all I think of
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She's lovely
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She's all I think of
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She's lovely
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She makes the sun come up and the moon go down
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She the one that makes my world go round
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Body like an hourglass
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She'll make time stop just to make the night last
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She's the one that knows my secret spot
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She'll make the coldest nights feel so hot
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She ain't into material things
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But she's the one that shows me what lovely means
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She's lovely
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She's all I think of
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She's lovely
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Luffly
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