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, let me blow you. away, you won't believe your eyes and ears today, you are in for a surprise, when you look into my eyes, you won't be able to deny my gaze, wait a minute donut. your what?, come on sarge, you can't deny my deep, penetrating. eye contact, my gaze!, what did you think i said?, uh. don't ask, don't tell, let me blow you. away, there is nothing that i will not do or say, to entertain a red companion, in this hot and sweaty canyon, like a stallion i am bursting through the ga. te, a what?, you know, a stallion. a stud, a horse with a big. don't say it, saddle, now who wants to mount up?, oh god. let me start with this inquiry, which i've recorded in my diary, i've got a secret thing i want to say, what's worse than a conundrum, or a cheerleader threesome, not taking time to enjoy life each day, you see the fun will never cease, as long as we've got elbow grease, there's really nothing to it, when you're using head. light. flu. id!, donut, you do know there's no such thing as headlight fluid. depends on what you mean by "head", i'm just going to pretend i don't know what you mean, i'm just going to pretend you do, i caught the fever for hot fun, and i'm recruiting everyone, you know, this army needs a little style, hold my ankles, stretch my hammies, i hope that you like double whammies, cause i'm gonna sing and dance until you smile, some soldiers only work or nap, while i ride in shotgun's lap, the solution's simple, i'll fill 'em up, with my po. ten. tial. donut, please, enough with the double entendres!, double entendre? is that anything like a menage-a-trois?, i give up. in that case. let me blow you. away, like a needle i'll get lost inside your hay, easy if you know how, just like milking a cow, like we do it on the farm back in i-o-w-a, hmm. so you really grew up on a farm in iowa?, yep. you spend a lot of time thinking when you're on the farm. and then a lot of time repressing those thoughts. let me blow you. away, i'm on my knees, just to have a chance today, if you see me winking, it's cause we're both thinking, this lightish red armor looks so ga. rish, uh. what did you just call your armor?, garish. it means totally lacking in good taste, hmm. kinda like this song, for the millionth time, donut, your armor is clearly pink, it's lightish red!, why won't he just admit it. yeah, you're not fooling anyone donut, uhm, are we still talking about his armor color, or something else?, enough talk, you guys! it's time for some action!, no!, so let me blow you. blow you all. one by one. individually. or in a group. blow you. away.
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Artist: williams, jeff