It's a beautiful day. I saw Petey's dad with a leather muzzle on, rather S&Menacing, Petey's like, Beta you than me, Pops—You wear it well! Ironic, eh,? Now it's the humans need muzzling.
I been thinking about My Sharona. Oh, you make my motor run, my motor run, comin' off the end of the line, Sha-rona.
There's something distinctly direly erotic about the end of time.
When you gonna give to me, a gift to me
Is it just a matter of time, Corona? Is it d-d-destiny, d-destiny Or is it just a game in my mind, Corona? |
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