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Was it Frankie boy who said, 'regrets I've had a few..' ,I'd have his few, instead of thoughts that clutter up my head, and yesterday still lives just when I thought it could be dead. do be do. Life goes on they say, last night I didn't think I'd make it to today but that's the way it has to be or so they say, do be do be do be do. I never noticed blood, what doesn't **** you has to make you feel so good,being superstitious I tap three times on some wood, do be do be do be do. As I bled she fed,she led me up the garden path and into bed,she never said a word and that is quite absurd,another do be do be do do wah.
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Feb 26, 2014
Feb 26, 2014 at 6:58 AM UTC
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Was it Frankie boy who said, 'regrets I've had a few..' ,I'd have his few, instead of thoughts that clutter up my head, and yesterday still lives just when I thought it could be dead. do be do. Life goes on they say, last night I didn't think I'd make it to today but that's the way it has to be or so they say, do be do be do be do. I never noticed blood, what doesn't **** you has to make you feel so good,being superstitious I tap three times on some wood, do be do be do be do. As I bled she fed,she led me up the garden path and into bed,she never said a word and that is quite absurd,another do be do be do do wah.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Feb 26, 2014
Feb 26, 2014 at 6:58 AM UTC
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