In Bed
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In bed
We make a mess
Of each other
Feeling exhausted
We don't need to
Go on further
In bed
I hold you tight
And go on kissing
Till you feel blood
In your heart running
Wild and hissing
In bed
You feel tired of
Waiting the next chance
And ride on top
Of me dripping wet passion
To swing and dance
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