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What You Do


Brenda Starrr

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You can't look at me

I'll become a puddle

A puddle of mush

It's all your fault

Don't breathe on me

I'll break into a sweat

Completely liquefied

I'm blaming you

Please don't whisper

I'll get really gooey

Putty in your hands

Do as you wish

Please hold me close

I can't stand up anymore

My muscles are weak

I'm completely yours

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