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When you find that you need a break
Doesn’t matter if you’re real or fake,
Doesn’t matter what they found future things
In access a many life is gonna stink.
I’m on my knees for those DD’s
Why tell a lie, I am stupefied.
I’m so happy when I look at them,
Though I’m happy when I’m touching them
Symbolic of a good atmosphere,
Complications lead to dust disappear.
Look at them blow,
What do you know?
Doesn’t matter if you’re real or fake,
Doesn’t matter what they found future things
In access a many life is gonna stink.
I’m on my knees for those DD’s
Why tell a lie, I am stupefied.
I’m so happy when I look at them,
Though I’m happy when I’m touching them
Symbolic of a good atmosphere,
Complications lead to dust disappear.
Look at them blow,
What do you know?
And the startle never color this
If you’re ever thinking what I miss
Cause there’s no need that you can manage
This is basic automatic
I’m on my knees for those DD’s
Why tell a lie, I am mistified.
I’m on my knees for those DD’s
Why tell a lie, I am crucified.
When you’re finding that you need a break,
Doesn’t matter if you’re real or fake
Doesn’t what the crowd, what you think
You need sex around your life, is gonna stink.
I’m on my knees for those DD’s
Why tell a lie, I am mistified.
If you’re ever thinking what I miss
Cause there’s no need that you can manage
This is basic automatic
I’m on my knees for those DD’s
Why tell a lie, I am mistified.
I’m on my knees for those DD’s
Why tell a lie, I am crucified.
When you’re finding that you need a break,
Doesn’t matter if you’re real or fake
Doesn’t what the crowd, what you think
You need sex around your life, is gonna stink.
I’m on my knees for those DD’s
Why tell a lie, I am mistified.
Double, double, double, double D’s
Double D’s,
Double, double, double.
Double, double, double D’s
God, you’re no freud,
These are my toys.
Think about them every night and day.
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