.It doesnât matter which way you face me
North, east, west, or south.
Put your hands in my two hands,
Your mouth against my mouth.
We will lean into the sun
Drive without your seatbelt on
Come on.
This cityâs made of beer>These streets are made of wine
Her bed is wh.
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