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'Cause I'm the backyard heathen The girl he's dreaming I'll bend him over backwards give him something to believe in No end, no completion He says stop teasing We'll play the game, both go insane, and then we'll call it even 'Cause his chest is heaving His knees got weakened All strong and rough and tough, but I ruined that in an evening And I sunk my teeth in And by next weekend You're admitting I'm the only god that you'll ever believe in
SOFIA ISELLA, Sex Concept