My God she snores,
So I threw her on the floor.
I mean on the leaves instead,
‘Cause last night the bench,
Was our bed.
My God she snores,
So I threw her on the floor.
I mean on the leaves instead,
‘Cause last night the bench,
Was our bed.
Issues |Living Unsheltered
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