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Making Love In A Parked Car
Making love in a parked car,
Out under the stars.
Fogging up the windows,
Is the best by far.
Always the chance,
That your gonna get caught.
As passers by glance,
Whether they see you or naught.
Rocking the car,
Till people think it's possessed.
Till they hear the moans,
And they smile cause they guessed.
Don Juan Tenorio
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Don Juan Tenorio
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