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-Akaan-Akaan is the ruby-lipped maid who steals your man away, At night he's dreaming of her face as a blind man longs for the day, And always for her soft hips, as a starving man for food, And her dark stained fingertips, and skin as pale as the moon. All white and black and red, like a new dead corpse, she smiles, So beautiful that you could cry, and for her a man would walk miles, In snow with frozen limbs, or summer with bleeding feet,-Akaan-
And slip from sweet wives' arms, for that burning desire to meet. Crimson lines track her perfect face, though tears shed were not hers, And your man will wip
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*Z-A-D-R
Buckle up! It makes it harder for the aliens to suck you out of your car.
Ich scherze in ein Feld des flaumigen Kaninchen
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*Z-A-D-R
Buckle up! It makes it harder for the aliens to suck you out of your car.
Ich scherze in ein Feld des flaumigen Kaninchen
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