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Girl in a shop. After the brandy and Mandy and Rita and Faye Dunaway, what did that girl in the corner shop say? 'you'll be sorry you'll be sad you'll wake up tomorrow and you'll be feeling real bad' she was of course right I should have put last night on the back burner and turned over a new page. She is my sage, her name is on the door above the shop she's licensed to sell tobacco and the alcohop pop that I so like. Mike, her old man looks at me dead pan he knows what I come for and it's nothing that's written above the front door Cor.. but she's sweet I'd like to treat her meet her socially but that's not going to ever be when she's wed I'm fed up.
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Jun 18, 2013
Jun 18, 2013 at 7:34 AM UTC
Girl in a shop
Girl in a shop. After the brandy and Mandy and Rita and Faye Dunaway, what did that girl in the corner shop say? 'you'll be sorry you'll be sad you'll wake up tomorrow and you'll be feeling real bad' she was of course right I should have put last night on the back burner and turned over a new page. She is my sage, her name is on the door above the shop she's licensed to sell tobacco and the alcohop pop that I so like. Mike, her old man looks at me dead pan he knows what I come for and it's nothing that's written above the front door Cor.. but she's sweet I'd like to treat her meet her socially but that's not going to ever be when she's wed I'm fed up.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Jun 18, 2013
Jun 18, 2013 at 7:34 AM UTC
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