Fix what’s wrong, but don’t rewrite what the artist wrote. Stick to the official released version — album booklet, label site, verified lyric video, etc. If you’re guessing, pause and double-check.
Respect the structure
Songs have rhythm. Pages do too. Leave line breaks where they belong. Don’t smash things together or add extra empty space just for looks.
Punctuation counts (but vibe-editing doesn’t)
Correct typos? Yes. Re-punctuating a whole verse because it ‘looks better’? Probably not. Keep capitalization and punctuation close to the official source.
Don’t mix versions
If you’re editing the explicit version, keep it explicit. If it’s the clean version, keep it clean. No mashups.
Let the lyrics be lyrics
This isn’t the place for interpretations, memories, stories, or trivia — that’s what comments are for. Keep metadata, translations, and bracketed stage directions out unless they’re officially part of the song.
Edit lightly
If two lines are wrong… fix the two lines. No need to bulldoze the whole page. Think ‘surgical,’ not ‘remix.’
When in doubt, ask the crowd
Not sure what they’re singing in that fuzzy bridge? Drop a question in the comments and let the music nerds swarm. Someone always knows.
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I turned sideways to look down at my ass, placing two fingers up my asshole, as I continued wanking. After I orgasmed over my tummy and cleaned myself up, I put on a pair of satin French panties, pink with black edging, which I thought went well with the babydoll. I walked around like that, feeling very sexy. But after a bit I got bored. It's so much better to dress in front of another man, so I put on a pair of shorts and switched on the TV.
The following evening I tidied up the flat ready for Ollie's visit. I showered and slipped on a new clean bath robe, poured myself a drink, checked my hair, sprayed on some eau de toilette, Hermes, and sat flicking through a book waiting nervously for Ollie.
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