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tur is walking through a mars bar hole weed spins hot skins muscles glow shandor eunuch of the autubors painting faces of the go go girls oh what do i i really get buzzy oh where do i ride now i recognise your red lies you shrinking bang baboon ain’t nothing true ain’t nothing true lila lick it to the bobo sighs earrings gut skins torture cries even helmet and his april wife lay me in his homo life oh ain’t it an anger oh what effort too i came up with my duty to be awfully arising ain’t there no survival From Letras Mania