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Little Angelfuck, it's a shame that luck isn't better, babe
Did you like the fun?
Did you like the times that I promised you?
Open wounds on your breast
Little angel in red
She isn't loving you anymore
Little Angelfuck, I see you going down on a fireplug
Oh, little Angelfuck, size for everyone
Let those bastards believe
Dry your eyes and we'll leave
She isn't loving you anymore
Little Angelfuck, I see you going down on a fireplug
Oh, little Angelfuck, size for everyone
Let those bastards believe
Dry your eyes and we'll leave
She isn't loving you anymore
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