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Showing posts with label ron flatow. Show all posts
Friday, August 21, 2009
Food For Thought
Its is easier to poison people slowly through their habits then to offer healthy solutions
Friday, August 15, 2008
You’re Such a Tease
It was late at night
All the eyes where on you stripping you down
each time a guy tried you just shook your finger no
you’d smile and grin wearing that short body skin
Licking your lips and throwing your hips
you new what you were doing just playing the game.
And out of the corner of my eyes
I could see your body going to the beat
Swaying back and fourth grinding to the heat
I could see your body going to the beat
Swaying back and fourth grinding to the heat
All the eyes where on you stripping you down
With drinks in their hands starring at your curvy ass
You’re just throwing it around and teasing them on
they look like horn dog puppies following you round
You’re just throwing it around and teasing them on
they look like horn dog puppies following you round
you’ve got that motion
you’re such a tease
moving like a snake tongue in the breeze
cause’ your looking for one to fill the fire
you’re such a tease
moving like a snake tongue in the breeze
cause’ your looking for one to fill the fire
They couldn’t keep up ‘cause they were drunk
guys lining up and dancing around up on the balcony looking down
everyone was trying to steel a feel
a flashing mirrored ball made it surreal
guys lining up and dancing around up on the balcony looking down
everyone was trying to steel a feel
a flashing mirrored ball made it surreal
each time a guy tried you just shook your finger no
you’d smile and grin wearing that short body skin
Licking your lips and throwing your hips
you new what you were doing just playing the game.
you’ve got that motion
you’re such a tease
moving like a snake tongue in the breeze
cause’ your looking for one to fill the fire
you’re such a tease
moving like a snake tongue in the breeze
cause’ your looking for one to fill the fire
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you're such a tease
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