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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
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Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 10:40 PM UTC
BAD BOY BLUES BY VICTOR TRIPP
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
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Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 10:40 PM UTC
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