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Nov 2014
Bad boy blues.Get away from my door. Trouble trying to crawl.
Through my window. But I  keep it closed. So it can't get in. Found the
The girl that my eyes were searching for. To help me take care. Of love's
Business .That's what I was made for. Been looking all over for a love
That could be mine. All the time
Written by
Victor Tripp  phila,pa 19144
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