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LOVE ON THE FLOOR
Kiss my face, kiss my face
I can’t live anymore in this place
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold
My passionate dreams are gone and behold
I am a dead man as many birds
The cradle is dead if only I heard
My thighs, they are red against the sun
Soon night shall come
My body aches like of darkness nights
I wanna sleep to be right
My dreams are gone so hold me tight
On this dark and passionate night
Forget about everything I said in the past
I love you baby and you show me class
I cannot live in this place anymore, so
kiss me, kiss me. Let’s make love on the floor.
- Peter Martinez
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