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Jasmine's odor, keep in touch
You see it doesn't really take that much
To make me so comfortably attached
Joint bank account a car or two
That little country house would do
I'll fix that broken window just for you
Three kids are playing on the grass
Routine is taking over lust
You know it happened so extremely fast
Am I a clerk or engineer?
The difference doesn't seem so clear
Who cares as long I can afford that beer
But sometimes when the night is cold
A breath of youth invades my soul
I want to flee the scene and ran
Just concentrate on having fun
I feel like having fights in bars
Smash a window scratch some cars
Dance till I fall there 'neath the lights
Then love and kiss all through the night
But it's too late now
Isn't it?
Jasmine, your odor is a sin
Just close your eyes and let me in
Just close your eyes and let me…
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