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I liked it better when your hair was longer
You were such a babe
But now it's short, and I'm so sure that it's all just faded
Rusty yellow flowers
Let's count down the hours that we've got left to play
All wrapped on the couch
I feel your eyes on my mouth
Oh, what's gonna happen?
And haha, so mature
Oh yeah, give me some more
I know that it's worth it
And before I can think no
Well, it's a fucking peepshow
Just how I love it
So pucker up again, my turned-on best friend
Tell me what you want from me
Tell me what you want from me
Tell me what you need from me
Tell me what you want tonight
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