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| b70926f | I know you know the tale of Baby June You know the way she could deliver a tune She was a killer in a petticoat A little bit of everyone you adore... And if your baby let you down at night, Well Baby June would make it up alright And I was never happier Than in the arms and charms of her | katchoo | Terry Moore | |
| 56860d2 | The ocean tosses up a thousand arms to embrace the storm that falls across her like a drunken sailor. His thunder slaps her thighs, his lighting piercing her waters. They pound me between the hips and I begin to panic, knowing their passion will destroy me. | emmie katchoo | Terry Moore |