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Apr 2014
you texted me in the morning saying hey hey hey, hey there *** how did you sleep, how was your morning, but we both no; its not moring till i see your smiling face, the sun dont shine and the birds dont sing, oh oh oh no the sun dont shine till i see you smiling face, the birds dont sing till i see you baby, till i see you baby, your what make my world go round and round and make it always morning when i see that smile, oh when i see that smile on a sunny day, ( judge me if you want but its contry song)
michael mcAdam
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michael mcAdam  rhode island
(rhode island)   
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