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Pleasure Heads - The Birthday Party
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Pleasure Heads The Birthday Party

Pleasure Heads - The Birthday Party
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I reckon I'm a bit too close to this one
I reckon if I touch it might just burn
Flesh-heads like me just wax and melt
When my tongue touches titty's tongue in turn
Sometimes pleasure heads must burn

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My brain tricked my hands to believe they were strong
In short, my hands became clubs to grind
I reckon I'm a bit too close to this one
Kiss me darling, kiss my eyes to blind
Kiss my clubs and witness what my knuckles find

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(?) I may burn in hell!
Buried neck-high in British snow
I reckon I'm a bit too close to this one
Kiss me honey, shoot me in the brains and go
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