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Oct 2013
Thinking of you
Riles me up
I get all hot
And act corrupt

I get ***** thoughts
I can't help it
I'm full of needs
And you're the culprit

My imagination
Takes me far
It's hard believing
How **** you are

I'll never get enough
Of the things you do
Oh how I think of them
The whole day through

I'll be here waiting
When you want to try
C'mon now baby
It'll take us high
© Peyton 2013
Emily
Written by
Emily  Austin
(Austin)   
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