well please You wear the pants, buddy good for you. I'm so impressed, yeah whoopty-doo. You need to know that ain't how it works. It's not who wears the pants, it's who wears the skirt In the top
rhythm of love, a rhythm of love. She dances for the men at work. Who works her all the time. She can't be rude as she says so. "I must be home tonight". She dances to the kitchen stove. Dinner is served
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