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So i'm watching her fine ass walking to my bunker,
she asked me why i don't stop the rain, all thunder,
keep the conversate good i'll ask for a number,
keep the cuddling good i'll expect some slumber,

all of our dirt just gets swept under,
hoping you'll be saved by your boy wonder,
so for you i dig in booty and plunder,
no need to tap me gently with that bumper,

i'm already into you like a cartridge in a game boy,
and like Super Mario or Zelda i'll surely enjoy,
you like a little boy getting the toy,
he constantly bothered his parents for, don't annoy,

cause i am unemployed and i don't send decoys,
make up my bed, just for us to destroy,
millions can't stop us, the troops were deployed,
already into you like a cartridge in a game boy.