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a sexual verse for the perverse
I crave for those lips
i want the sex but not the relationships
a cuddle, a kiss really a shag
is this why they call me a slag
the problem is in my head
not when i have you in my bed
i don't know why i am saying this
when all i want is a loving kiss
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