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I miss those old
R&B love songs
the kind that had your
mind blown, but you
still kept your pants on
now, nobody, want's
a love jones
texting sex
no breathing on the phone
parting legs, to get
between thighs
sometimes to listen
I have to cover my eyes
it's just too much
that's why, the youth
of today
are so in a rush
no ones accountable
it's on the radio
the babies in the backseat
listening to little Wayne
holding his wee...wee
and won't let go
I tell you this, they know a lot
teens are always hot
I mean, how can they not be
it's all over TV
