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It's 12:03am on a Tuesday morning And all I can think about Is what it would be like, If I were Marilyn Monroe, And you were JFK. If we were closeted lovers, Or one-time pleasure seekers. If you were a ******* If I were a *** symbol. If we could be anything more than Friends. Acquaintances. Strangers... It's 12:07am and you're probably sleeping, Arms wrapped around your Jackie O. And I know I keep saying I don't need you, But this ceiling fan is ****** company, And **** do I want you.
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Feb 16, 2016
Feb 16, 2016 at 12:19 AM UTC
Love Me, Mr. President
It's 12:03am on a Tuesday morning And all I can think about Is what it would be like, If I were Marilyn Monroe, And you were JFK. If we were closeted lovers, Or one-time pleasure seekers. If you were a ******* If I were a *** symbol. If we could be anything more than Friends. Acquaintances. Strangers... It's 12:07am and you're probably sleeping, Arms wrapped around your Jackie O. And I know I keep saying I don't need you, But this ceiling fan is ****** company, And **** do I want you.
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Feb 16, 2016
Feb 16, 2016 at 12:19 AM UTC
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