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Your words tease me And they play fantasies in my head It's 11 o'clock and I should be asleep But instead I'm laying here Thinking of your passion And the intensity of what you want me to do Things only for me to hear Take control baby I'm all yours
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Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 11:07 PM UTC
Hr Til Midnight
Your words tease me And they play fantasies in my head It's 11 o'clock and I should be asleep But instead I'm laying here Thinking of your passion And the intensity of what you want me to do Things only for me to hear Take control baby I'm all yours
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Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 11:07 PM UTC
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