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I see her eating maggots and I thin it's cool I watch her as she throws up. She's a bit of muslin, a vitiolic nasty girl mysterious in every way, moving like a swirl fly guys surrounds her, hoping she will be thier girl but this sphinx is a notion and no man will ever get to her. I want to recall the stuff that she might have missed I need her to be my stash. Aus Songtexte Mania