it is no escape of his
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emerging on a tender age
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just to say that she wants him
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and her nakedness is not
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an invitation to her bed at night
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she sleeps that way all the time
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he¡¯s wanting just to say:
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would you listen up
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and give half a chance to this young man?
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and she¡¯s wanting just to say
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can you break down all the barriers
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walled up around me?
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and the worst thing he could do
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is leave when she asks him to
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then they¡¯re equally alone
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if you¡¯re wanting just to know,
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storybook, love letter is he writing still?
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he¡¯s been with her for many years
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and she¡¯s wanting to just explain
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well my nakedness is not
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an invitation to this bed
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chorus
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and the games she plays at night
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are nothing like she¡¯s ever known
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because she knows how to throw a look
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knowing just what to say
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he shows up 4 a.m. and drunk
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hey roll over you¡¯re in my way
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just one more work before he goes
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i¡¯m not here as a man, i¡¯m here as a girl
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i didn¡¯t come here to get laid
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i¡¯m just here to help you
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why are you so afraid?
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casey the madison king
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he¡¯d do anything for that little girl
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Kater
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| Seven Mary Three |
