Placeholder: Upside down Boy, you turn me Inside out And round and round Upside down Boy, you turn me Inside out And round and round Instinctively you give to me The love that I need I cherish the moments with you Respectfully I say to thee I'm aware that you're cheating When no one makes me feel like you do Upside down Boy, you turn me Inside out And round and round Upside down Boy, you turn me Inside out And round and round Instinctively you give to me The love that I need I cherish the moments with you Respectfully I say to thee I'm aware that you're cheating When no one makes me feel like you do

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Upside down Boy, you turn me Inside out And round and round Upside down Boy, you turn me Inside out And round and round Instinctively you give to me The love that I need I cherish the moments with you Respectfully I say to thee I'm aware that you're cheating When no one makes me feel like you do

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[Burberry lingerie] her, angel
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