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I don’t wanna get up. I wanna stay here in bed. A million things to do to you Running through my head. Those lips, those hips, I tighten my grip. You’re the sexiest boy there is. No I don’t wanna get up. Cause baby if I did. I’d have to leave you here alone in this bed.
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Nov 11, 2024
Nov 11, 2024 at 10:04 AM UTC
Morning Song
I don’t wanna get up. I wanna stay here in bed. A million things to do to you Running through my head. Those lips, those hips, I tighten my grip. You’re the sexiest boy there is. No I don’t wanna get up. Cause baby if I did. I’d have to leave you here alone in this bed.
11-11-24 🎶 To the tune of the old Toys R Us song, ya know, the one about not growing up and being a Toys R Us kid.
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Nov 11, 2024
Nov 11, 2024 at 10:04 AM UTC
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