You made me rub you
I didn't want to do it
I didn't want to do it
You paid me **** you -
I was so scared I'd do it
You always knew I'd do it
You made us happy sometimes
you made us sad
the twisted world you made, Jeff
You treated us so bad.
You made me fly for
The island where you kept us
and all your friends slept with us.
We wanted something newwwww
Yes, It's true, 'deed we knew
You know we knewwwww
Giving, Giving, Giving, Giving what you lied for
there are some things rich men commit
- perverted crimes for...
You know you made me rub youuuuuuuu
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*We just finished the documentary. the case is complicated, the case is simple. The story is as old as the bible.
From a comic routine I saw: "The difference between a man and woman's *** drive is like the difference in throwing a bullet and shooting it." Which may be why this mystifies me. Why doesn't the rich guy get a mistress or two?
