Author: j***h
Rating: 5/5 ★★★★★
Date:
Review: Five feet to be exact You're wonderin' why half his clothes went missin' My body's where they're at Now I'm gone, but you're still layin' Next to me, one degree of separation I heard you're back together and if that's true You'll just have to taste me when he's kissin' you If you want forever, and I bet you do Just know you'll taste me too Uh-huh, he pins you down on the carpet Makes paintings with his tongue (la-la-la-la-la-la-la) He's funny now, all his jokes
Color: Gold
Size: one-size
