Adoro.
Why do the good girls always want the bad boys?
So I pacify problems
With kisses and cuddles
Diligently doubtful
Through all kinds of trouble
Then I find myself choking
On all my contradictions
‘Cause I love to wash in your old bathwater
Love to think that you couldn’t love another
Share a toothbrush
You’re my kind of man
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