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| - Peer Off The Pier My Dear
By The Rue
Satruday night stopped at Pier Fifty Four,
This is a place I'd never been before,
The second I pulled up I knew I had scored,
Live acoustic music didn't bore,
I'm going to come by here a lot more,
Really was hoping to check out some slores,
I guess this night it just wasn't in store,
I wonder if it's because I'm poor,
My friends wife calls me a male whore,
Even though all the stories are just folk lore,
After hiking Usery Mountain my legs were sore,
This place sits on the lake shore,
I like to mine for gold not ore,
I cut some serious rug on the dance floor,
Not as good looking as the God Thor,
My kiss will rock you to your core,
I'll steal your underwear from your drawer,
After the 3rd orgasm you'll yell "FORE"!
Back Door!!
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