Letra de Flatbed Vampire
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He drives a flatbed truck,
It's all he ever talks about.
Never about the romance of the bite of fresh prey.
It's all he ever talks about.
Never about the romance of the bite of fresh prey.
Always, his big truck.
Who knew vampires had to make up for having small genitalia.
Who knew vampires had to make up for having small genitalia.
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