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Just asleep she's been waiting to creep for a long time
Friendly eyes so small they rise from the waist line
In dreams came callipygous things to my bedside
And shrimped so she's pullin' the plugs to the outside
Like the days when lovesick haze chemical fried
Lock your face point to minimum waits friends to decide
Mostly nights when your perfumes hide to revive
On all my soup we caught in the tide
Friendly eyes so small they rise from the waist line
In dreams came callipygous things to my bedside
And shrimped so she's pullin' the plugs to the outside
Like the days when lovesick haze chemical fried
Lock your face point to minimum waits friends to decide
Mostly nights when your perfumes hide to revive
On all my soup we caught in the tide
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Fast asleep she's been waiting to creep for a long time
faint lit eyes slowly swallowing vibes from the waist line
only dreams came deliver these things to my bedside
Any shrugs says shes pullin the plugs to the outside
Lenghty days in a lovesick haze chemical fire
lofty phase pulling minimum wage fans the desire
lucid nights brings her perfumed sight to admire
all in all moments to recall and retire
aswell
"On all my soup we caught in the tide "
sounds like it could actually be "all in all we'll soon be caught in the tide"