Baby, no more
Question the glint in my left eye,
Why?
Are those sparkling water tears,
Running down your coffee brown?
Dusted lashes,
Draped mascara.
Cry baby,
Don't cry anymore.
Question the glint in my left eye,
Why?
Is the man sticking it to you,,
In your thick coffee brown?
Portly stature,
Panting bosom,
Virgin baby,
You're a virgin no more.
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