jueves, 17 de febrero de 2011

Your lipstick stains on the front lobe of my left side brains. I knew I wouldn't forget you , and so I went and let you blow my mind , your sweet moving. The smell of you in every single dream I dream , I knew when we collided you're the one I have decided , who's one of my kind. Hey soul sister, ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo. The way you move ain't fair you know. Hey soul sister, I don't wanna miss a single thing you do tonight *

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