i was walking on feet just like my fathers and my knees were trying to
reach you at your mothers cause my nose was screaming that you smelled
like a lover but my hands were happy to treat you like a brother then
we do the dance up on the plains
then i shake your shoulders
you push me down into the grains
who rubs our noses in the night? we do we do
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gimme a call sometime early afternoon.
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