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The Kiss at Hampton Hill I lost my conscience on a hill Where the moon swept the stars And where Richard fell The wait so long and dry What do you get when I'm all tongue tied? We take the back road home tonight Hoping, hoping the other one knows The other one knows, all right You slip your hand inside my shirt I try to smile and forgive But the autumn chill won't let me Is there anyone watching? Anyone will do I hope so I do hope they are Because if we kiss this night. Oh my, And someone Besides myself misses it It would crush me It would hold me against my breath And tear us apart Now we've found our way back home But your mother's told you Not to do this I don't think I can ease your fears But I probably can relieve you Of some of those dreadful clothes Something tickles at your back And you blush As I kiss your breasts and smile Let me lie down next to you Taking your passion in bounds I'm so bashful as we fall down Oh, is there anyone watching? Anyone will do I hope so I do wish they were Because if we kiss this night. Oh my, And someone Besides myself misses it It would crush me It would hold me against my breath And tear us apart bjmorga -- ╭─────────────────────────╮ "To spell out the obvious is often to call it in question." -- Eric Hoffer ╰───────────◇ http://dale.rileks.com ◇╯ -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.csie.ntu.edu.tw) ◆ From: 218.166.89.133