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I go through school with our heads held high,
showing Heidi Birgitte and Anne, that I might
be a man not to live in a bucket. no, I can become
a millionaire find girlfriend oh so dear. Not trash
collector,not drinking dirty water, I can get two
sweet children bothdoing their school stint. they
should grow up like me but have a nice girl, YE!
- by lukasersej1234 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 01/18/2009 |
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- Title: no soul
- Artist: lukasersej1234
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Description:
i were thinking of my one and only love, that leaved me!
a little rime! - Date: 01/18/2009
- Tags: soul
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