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Jul 18
lily ***** up-your face
i want money to waste
howl at the dogs, go!
called tomorrow..

all the days
flittered away
i will buy that though
i don´t want it
call it tomorrow..

yeah..what is now
i don´t know-yesterday was
poo-could n´t give it away
i want money
call tomorrow..

what for-big house
new car cruise-
nothing to lose
plenty to lose o
you and i we know..
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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