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Imagine 3am at a Tuesday birthday
When the cigarette smoke makes love to the doorway (adds up to the bloomway)
When she says I really need to go and you take her to the nearest wall
When she does her need to go you smoke and try to realize what is going on
Her love in her dress, on her high heels sits on the wet asphalt on her bended knees

And when she gets up she says "come on honey let me kiss ya, let me kiss ya"
And you throw away your smoke and it lands on her need and slowly dies as the love in me

She's so conspicuous
She wants to go to the U.S.
She needs someone to take her there
But nobody know that sometimes in her flows she really looks alone

Gross lady, I'm in love with the gross lady
Gross, she's so gross
Gross lady

Now she is so far away
She got there without any fray
Her exboy bought her tickets to the business class and the five star hotel with all of those bucks
And then she'll come back for one day and then she'll go back again
And her iphone 6 is no good, give her the plus
Cause she's hot, but her ass is so cold

To be honest I miss her a lot
And I don't know what's causing my love
I don't what she does, or who she does
But I know I can't try cause I'm hers but she's not mine

She's so conspicuous
She wants to go to the U.S.
She needs someone to take her there
But nobody know that sometimes in her flows she really looks alone

Gross lady, I'm in love with the gross lady
Gross, she's so gross
Gross lady

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