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I gave up looking for love several days ago I rearranged my room gave myself a different name my heart's run away now I need a place to lay a purse or a nurse these are what I crave surely I can say lovers one after the other have come my way. But I'm all done with that a nurse or a purse is what I crave take care of these my final days.
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Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 10:21 AM UTC
A Purse Or A Nurse
I gave up looking for love several days ago I rearranged my room gave myself a different name my heart's run away now I need a place to lay a purse or a nurse these are what I crave surely I can say lovers one after the other have come my way. But I'm all done with that a nurse or a purse is what I crave take care of these my final days.
SBonney
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Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 10:21 AM UTC
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