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the way you make me feel


When we are alone, magic happens.

The smell so sweet, I can invision it in my hands.

The way the steam olls off of him mkaes me want him.

I love the gentle taste in the morning.

 

My lips against his buns I cant hold back.

With every bite its like you melt in my mouth.

I dream about you from time to time,and lets be honest I cant have you alone I need some fries on the side.

 

We both know your no good for me, but I cant let you go.

Oh Cheeseburger! Oh Cheeseburger!

I just thought I`d let you know.

that you have me hooked and this is not a show.

 

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