Toothpaste Breath

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By THE ELIZABETHs

I'm sitting on the floor Staring at the door Oh life is such a bore I think of your face Your breath of toothpaste Time without you is a waste Toothpaste breath Good for making out On the bench There is no doubt About your love for me I'm in school And I drool Because nothing is cool Without you here I'm in my car But I'm not driving far You left a scar On my heart Toothpaste breath Good for making out On the bench There is no doubt About your love for me

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June 26, 2007 21:10A Lonely Song

i'm on my laptop
and the phone drops
oh no i hear a cop

July 11, 2007 03:13destiny_light

lol kinda good interesting choice of words