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There's a fine, fine line, In the horny mind I crossed mine In the locker room, Next thing I knew, Something just grew In the line of view Of you'll never ever guess WHO The very best friend I always knew Is starin At the jock strap with the bursting bulge Im not wearin And maybe that's why Hes walking over, Whispering those words I cant get Over I like your Bubble. Even the Stubble Happy trailing down the crack of those two muscles Tighter the Better And Yours has Never Felt the pain, That gives, Me so, so, so, so. Me so, so, so, so... Me so, so, so, so... Much Pleasure Pop that pop (POP!) Stick your stick into it Can you bu-bble pop (POP!) Grab both cheeks and do it This is it boy Christian Grey my boy toy Pop that Pop (POP) This is how we do it Bubble Pop! POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP Bubble Pop! POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP (Deep Breath) What did you do Up my choo-choo I cant even walk straight as I used to Nothing much, just a touch, innocent enough, Im still straight an you are too. Mhmmm m-okay L'll let it go. Im still a bro. It didnt mean Anything, so who has to know. I am Straight St-ra-aight! I just pulled a muscle lifting weights. Its straight. Man am I straight! As always I got a hot date. Doc! Its hurts so bad I cant even sit down. I dont want to tell ya how it all went down. How do I know you wont tell anyone around. We both know it's a small ass town. Breathe boy no need to be cynical All you need now is my physical. Drop the undies and show me the pencil Everything here on out is confidential I like your Bubble. Even the Stubble Happy trailing down the crack of those two muscles Tighter the Better And Yours has Never Felt the pain, That gives, Me so, so, so, so... Me so, so, so, so... Me so, so, so, so... Much Pleasure Pop that pop (POP!) Stick your stick into it Can you bu-bble pop (POP!) Grab both cheeks and do it This is it boy Christian Grey my boy toy Pop that Pop (POP) This is how we do it Bubble Pop! POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP Bubble Pop! POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP No please dont Hell if I wont Why are you kneeling? To give you Uh Oh feelings. Why do you and everyone I know want my Santa Claus? Because... I like your Bubble. Even the Stubble Happy trailing down the crack of those two muscles Tighter the Better And Yours has Never Felt the pain, That gives, Me so, so, so, so... Me so, so, so, so... Me so, so, so, so... Much Pleasure!
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