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Gavin Friday – Baltimore Whores – Lyrics
There were four old whores from Baltimore Drinking the blood red wine And all the conversation was “Yours is smaller than mine.” Chorus: Through me roly, poly, tickle my hole-y, Smell of my slimy slough, and drag your nuts across me guts, I’m one of the whorey crew. “You’re a liar,” said the first whore,…
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