Hey little girl is your daddy home, did he go away and leave you all alone? I got a bad desire. I'm on fire. Tell me now baby is he good to you, can he do to you the things that I do? I can take you higher. Im on fire. Sometimes it's like someone took a knife baby, edgy and dull and cut a six-inch valley, through the middle of my soul. At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet and a freight train running through the middle of my head. Only you can cool my desire. I'm on fire.
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