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The lights i live by Are not disco lights They go red , amber,green Red man , green man Does movement or stop Fill my crippled paper cup I like the light it crackals But I live by is darker Lives beneath my skin Were I am dead Maybe one day It will be my disco Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Do you have 50p Really i need 20
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Nov 12, 2024
Nov 12, 2024 at 2:38 PM UTC
Green man please
The lights i live by Are not disco lights They go red , amber,green Red man , green man Does movement or stop Fill my crippled paper cup I like the light it crackals But I live by is darker Lives beneath my skin Were I am dead Maybe one day It will be my disco Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Do you have 50p Really i need 20
About begging at traffic lights
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Nov 12, 2024
Nov 12, 2024 at 2:38 PM UTC
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