Carolina, Carolina

February 8, 2011
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They call me Carolina, my eyes light blue and bright
Carolina, Carolina they call me through the night
I bat my eyes and switch my hips, mercy, mercy me

Carolina, Carolina will give them what they need
Rowdy boys they are, outsiders from the Wild West
They come to me, their Carolina, into my bosom for rest

My silky blonde locks of hair falls as long as it pleases
Off my shoulders, down my back, my bum it softly teases
Carolina, Carolina, the one with the Devil’s lips

Kiss me roughly, long and hard, not a pucker not a nip
Carolina, Carolina they whisper into my ear
I struggle to breath through their smothering bliss and try not to shed a tear
Carolina, Carolina
Maybe tomorrow I won’t answer when they call to me
Carolina, Carolina
Perhaps, I shall pray they won’t call at all for me

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