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Apr 2015
I don't remember her name
It's all the same
I must of been trippin
cause I fell in love
with the taste of her lips.
I don't go looking for trouble
but it always seems to find me
We go together like a married couple tattoos and belly button rings,
shattered glass
broken hearts and jim beam.
I don't remember her age
It's all the same
I must of been trippin
cause I fell in love
with the way she was moving her hips
I fell in love with a stripper....
Jason Schnepper
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Jason Schnepper  Illinois
(Illinois)   
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