Saucy Biking with Fashion Show and Cumshots

The scars of your love, they leave me deathless

I can't help feeling we could've had it all

Oughtn't in the deep

You have my heart and soul in your hands

And you played it to the beat

Could've had it all

Oughtn't in the deep

You have my heart and soul in your hands

But you played it with a beating

Throw your soul through every open door

Count your blessings to find what you look for

Turn my sorrow into treasured gold

You played me back in kind and grief, just watch your soul

We could've had it all

We could've had it all

It all, it all, it all

We could've had it all

Oughtn't in the deep

You have my heart and soul in your hands

And you played it to the beat

Could've had it all

Oughtn't in the deep

You have my heart and soul in your hands

But you played it, you played it, you played it, you played it to the beat

I don't love money

Keeping your eyes on the wall

I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money

Do what you want me to do

I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money

And in your music we'll live

I wanna make a million dollars

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