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May 2014
Roll the windows down
Because it's getting harder to breathe
With your mouth on my neck
And my hips on yours


Roll the windows down
Because it's fogging up now
And it's getting harder to see
Who's coming our way


Roll the windows down
So they can hear me scream
As you push me down
And I pull you in


I live for these stolen nights
With your arms, strong, around me
And your kisses, hungry, to feed me
Your voice, ecstasy, to calm me


But daylight is coming
It's too soon, I know.

We have to roll the windows up
I can't let them see me
In this stranger's car
Doy A
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Doy A  F/London
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