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Oct 2012
You were composed of dark liquor,
I said give me your best shot.
You put me on my bathroom floor,
Now all I want is a six pack and a pretty smile.
Kara Goss
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Kara Goss  Chicago
(Chicago)   
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   Bruce Mackintosh
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