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Pulp Acrylic Afternoons

in the first place Oh, well, that and the tea, ohh Can I stay here lying under the table together with you now? Can I hold you forever in acrylic afternoons

here in the first place, Oh well that and the tea. Can I stay here, Lying under the table together with you now? Can I hold you? Forever in acrylic afternoons

here in the first place, Oh well that and the tea. Can I stay here, Lying under the table together with you now? Can I hold you? Forever in acrylic afternoons