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Although it hurts i like the feeling i get with you,
a shame i gotta put up with this pain just to get you,
remember all the times i shared a drink with you,
now i'm home alone parched, damn i miss you,

when it first grew you were too shy to ever get through,
then it was like big socks, loose was how i fit you,
your two lips produce dude hits so official,
my ex would probably if she knew i wanted to kiss you,

hear you clear like a whistle, soft like a two ply tissue next to the toilet,
love to get you hot again, you love the way i boil it,
no matter how i lose next time i know i'll enjoy it,
cause you built this up, it's only right you destroy it,

because of you i call em beautiful, i know i'll find her,
then hold on tight to always remind her,
she was the diamond and i was a finder,
cloesd more times than a baseball binder.