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There are girls none of them call me In their bed, is where I want to be Every time I try, I go round the bend It's not so wrong, if you will be my ****** friend Maybe tomorrow, you'll sit on my baton Until tomorrow, I'll just keep wanking on Down the road there's a guy that's bent That's the place where I am usually sent So if I want to **** him for a while I'll grab his **** and ease it in That's **** style Maybe tomorrow, I'll bend the other way Untill Tomorrow, I'm not going to turn gay So if I have to have a **** for a while I'll grab my **** pull it tight That's Solo style Maybe tomorrow, You'll let me have a feel Until tommorow, I'll pull down my own peel Maybe tomorrow, I'll get my **** chance Until tomorrow, I'll look on with a glance There are gilrs thats waiting to undress, A chance for a fuck...Well thats anybody's guess If you offered *** you know I wont be long I'll be there, lets just be fair and I'll play along Maybe tommorow, I'll find what I'm looking for, Until tomorrow, I'll peer through your room door So if you want to **** me for a while, I'll grab your ring, come round tonight That's polo style Maybe tomorrow, You will **** with me Untill tomorrow, I'll have to wait and see
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Aug 17, 2017
Aug 17, 2017 at 11:45 PM UTC
Maybe Tomorrow
There are girls none of them call me In their bed, is where I want to be Every time I try, I go round the bend It's not so wrong, if you will be my ****** friend Maybe tomorrow, you'll sit on my baton Until tomorrow, I'll just keep wanking on Down the road there's a guy that's bent That's the place where I am usually sent So if I want to **** him for a while I'll grab his **** and ease it in That's **** style Maybe tomorrow, I'll bend the other way Untill Tomorrow, I'm not going to turn gay So if I have to have a **** for a while I'll grab my **** pull it tight That's Solo style Maybe tomorrow, You'll let me have a feel Until tommorow, I'll pull down my own peel Maybe tomorrow, I'll get my **** chance Until tomorrow, I'll look on with a glance There are gilrs thats waiting to undress, A chance for a fuck...Well thats anybody's guess If you offered *** you know I wont be long I'll be there, lets just be fair and I'll play along Maybe tommorow, I'll find what I'm looking for, Until tomorrow, I'll peer through your room door So if you want to **** me for a while, I'll grab your ring, come round tonight That's polo style Maybe tomorrow, You will **** with me Untill tomorrow, I'll have to wait and see
kirk
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Aug 17, 2017
Aug 17, 2017 at 11:45 PM UTC
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