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drink of her
Arm asleep, covers up neck deep, i look at the clock, need a drink of her her tummy rumbles, we didn't eat got lost in ourselves i need another drink of her she jabbers in her sleep, i hold my breath, to here what she thinks, it's jibberish and beautiful, i think, boy, i sure could use another drink of her