When I went to the movies.

I saw this chick.

And I had a chance

I gave her a little lick.

I kissed her for an hour.

Be for I did see.

We both had some fun.

I was kissing me.

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Because she was so beautiful.

Her lips were soft and moist.

I purposed her on that day.

I lifted her on a hoist.

She was my chick.

We were so gay.

But we broke up two months later.

To bad anyway.

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That girl and me made history.

Boy I loved her so.

I wished I could find her now.

Where did she go.

I searched high and low.

There she is right there.

I think I’ll go kiss her.

All over her derrière.

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Sometimes I still think of her.

When I’m all alone.

When I’m sitting in my cell.

Gnawing on a red bone.

I think her name was Susan,

Or maybe it was Jan.

What ever her name was,

She was a man.