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Hard feelings.
Now I’m in his bed
This moment fulfilling every dream I ever had
Cuddles, kisses and he treats me like a Mrs.
But there is no satisfaction in it
There has to be a problem with me at least a bit,
cause I thought we were the perfect fit.
Now my thoughts keep running crazy
Just like Donald Loves Daisy
and I dancing with Swazy
while smoking the blunt Bob said is hazy.
This makes no sense ?
Oh didn’t knew that, thanks.
I know I should enjoy
Not all men treat woman like a toy
But it’s so hard to believe
Because of all the pain I received.
-B.I