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Now she's doing the two step, with substance, slow quick quick slow. Now that's shes caught with pants around her ankles with bloodshot eyes, red parting lips. With bloodshot eyes, and red parting lips. I'm dressed in a fashion of a gentlemen, and she's in a fashion of a prostitute. If I can give what she needs, so she can lie in my bed, and she'll taste my fuckin' lips, without tasting last nights fling. And she will shed virgin skin, without feeling like a whore. Take these burdens from your chest, take some time to clean up this mess, there's life on the other side of the bed, but it's lonely in this world without a stranger in your bed.