With a course grain, he let his business affairs slip slowly out of hand and a fine comb conducted lengthy repairs to keep the after-shave from your door.
And the sand grains which pile up over your eyes and over avalanche and not too soon, there'll be a big ugly man parading after-shave at the door.
Keep your eyes open. In the re-grade, which piles up over your eyes and over judgement calls a handshake to greet the sharp-suited man
who's got a list of goods at the door.
Keep your eyes open. We're lovers entrained and we're lovers all. We're lovers and we'll never ever fall foul.

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