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Straight boys, where you at?
I’m a boyfriend kleptomaniac
Straight boys, where you at?
I wanna boy with juicy lips
Who doesn’t care I don’t have tits
I wanna boy like me but hotter
To eat me out like Jeffrey Dahlmer
Straight Boys I must confess
Wanna get under my dress
Give me a kiss kiss…
Give me a fist fist…
Straight boys, where you at?
I wanna hit it from the front to the back
Straight boys, where you at?
I’m a boyfriend kleptomaniac
I wanna boy who takes the blame
Puttin’ Ron Jeremey to shame
I wanna boy under my sheets
With pink stained boxer briefs
They don’t have to tell their friends…
They’re getting it from both ends..
Na na na, na na na na
Straight boys, where you at?
I wanna hit it from the front to the back
Straight boys, where you at?
I’m a boyfriend kleptomaniac
Straight boys, where you at?
I wanna hit it from the front to the back
Straight boys, where you at?
I’m a boyfriend kleptomaniac
Fuck. Me. Now
You wanna know where the straight boys are at?
Leaving credit cards in my ass crack
You wanna know where the straight boys are at?
Look under my bed cuz I can’t keep track..
Straight boys, where you at?
I wanna hit it from the front to the back
Straight boys, where you at?
I’m a boyfriend kleptomaniac
Straight boys, where you at?
I wanna hit it from the front to the back
Straight boys, where you at?
I’m a boyfriend kleptomaniac
Straight boys, where you at?
I wanna hit it from the front to the back
Straight boys, where you at?
I’m a boyfriend kleptomaniac
Straight boys, where you at?
I wanna hit it from the front to the back
Straight boys, where you at?
Jeffree Star, egomaniac
Hahaha
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