My Favorite Lover

"Meet me on the ridge,
I will cut you one."
Twenty milligrams for her,
For each of us...

I can hear the ground
comin'
Bought with currency
chemical

My favorite lover
Is stronger than she looks,
She is commando
When you lift her skirt,

Oh, you can see it
in her eyes
She plays dumb
with a wink
Keep your friends close,
you know?

Published April 24, 2010 Write a comment
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