The truck, it is brown.
Her uniform, it is tan.
I find it oh so **** when she rolls up in that van.
She's one of a kind.
Not many can hack it.
I fell in love with the way she handled my package.
Feb 26, 2013
Feb 26, 2013 at 10:25 PM UTC
The truck, it is brown.
Her uniform, it is tan.
I find it oh so **** when she rolls up in that van.
She's one of a kind.
Not many can hack it.
I fell in love with the way she handled my package.
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