Texty: Riot. The Privilege Of Power. Maryanne.

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I heard you ccrowling across the floor
While the sun was scratching at my back door
I tasted the pleasure upon you're lips
And i saw the blood on your fingertips

Oh another night, another day
You sent my love someone else's way
You rocked and rolled while i walked the floor
What kind of fool do you take me for