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That’s The Word
Jason, I loved you And love you still I wish you would admit That our love is real My buttons you still press To a different end Not to impress Just to offend “That’s what she said.” Your words to me To make me made To see the jealousy “She’s hot,” Comes from your mouth Knowing that I’m not All I do is quietly pout With all their bodies hot and fine They could never love you My love is for all time But say what you must As long as I know none of it’s true..
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