My Pupetta
My little doll
She’ll kill for love
That’s not all
Choose your weapon
And the place
Italian sun
Right in your face
Beauty queen
With razor sharp fists
Bad girl dreams
Stick or twists
Where did your little boy go
How could you stoop so low
Government building
A perfect scene
You made your mark
There’s no in between
Protecting love
In the coldest way
Key is turned
14 year stay
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