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standing in the bog of a west end bar guy on the right leaning over too far money in my pocket, gonna put it in the slot open up the pack. see what type i got I didn't want to hold you, I didn't want to use you Protex, Protex Blue all I wanna do it's a fab protection for that type of a girl but everybody knows that she uses it well it's the therapeutic structure i can use at will but i don't think it fits my b.d. drill sitting in a carriage of a bakerloo erotica in my pocket, got a packet for you advert on the escalator on my way home i don't need no skin flicks, i wanna be alone i didn't want to hold you i didn't want to use you protex, protex blue all I wanna do johnny, johnny |