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[craziiaddiction]

so it's up the stairs
and out of view
no prying eyes
i poured some wine
i asked your name, you asked the time
now it's two o'clock
the club is closed, we're up the block
your hands on me
i'm pressing hard against your jeans
your tounge in my mouth
trying to keep the words from coming out
you didn't care to know
who else may have been you before
i want a lover i don't have to love
i want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk
♥ ♥