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She crashed in my room
Pushed her breast in my face
She said "you wanna bite, boy?"
Started swinging her waist
Hot summer hits you like a hammer
The heat is overhelming
Like junkies crowd goes around
Seeking for relief
Waiting it to ease
Please let this be a dream
Dog days
She came all over me
I threw her to the floor
She said "you are a creep, boy!"
Before slamming the door
Dog days
Give a mind it's own play
It takes over
The lust for life again

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