Falling from the free into the hands
of the humble.
Crawl into our single bed and no longer
have to stumble.
When all's OK in paradise and jokers
come to crumble.
You'll kiss my lips and squeeze me tight
chin upon my stubble.
of the humble.
Crawl into our single bed and no longer
have to stumble.
When all's OK in paradise and jokers
come to crumble.
You'll kiss my lips and squeeze me tight
chin upon my stubble.
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