baby love
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Mwen pral sonnen tout klòch yo
Pou anivèsè nesans ou
Mwen pral sòti nan pòch mwen
Bèl bijou ki soti nan Bèl Ans pou ou.
I told someone my secrets.I told all of my secrets to a bucket.I'm afraid they won't hold.Who the hell needs a leaky bucket with their wordstaped to the bottom?I'm afraid I've given my guns