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There she is the girl with the ***** blonde hair Shes takes form of the sun and brightens my day I hang on every word from her no matter what she has to say When i see her my heart begins to pop She is my ***** blonde, acid drop Why cant i have her I dont know why When it comes to the girl with the ***** blonde hair she is my life's only high
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Oct 26, 2011
Oct 26, 2011 at 11:15 AM UTC
The ***** Blonde
There she is the girl with the ***** blonde hair Shes takes form of the sun and brightens my day I hang on every word from her no matter what she has to say When i see her my heart begins to pop She is my ***** blonde, acid drop Why cant i have her I dont know why When it comes to the girl with the ***** blonde hair she is my life's only high
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Oct 26, 2011
Oct 26, 2011 at 11:15 AM UTC
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