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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “Peccadillo”

• Driving in my pick up truck having some picking up to do. We call ourselves Johns because weВґre to embarrased to say who we really are. Some of us are holy when we choose who we want. It isnВґt far fetched from the laws of our self created God. Getting the itch in my pants i drive endlessly through the block to find my perfect trick, to scratch my itch. I want them young and sweet so i can show them my meat But first i must give them some sweets. Behind is where i want to be because of the captain in me. Nobody must notice, nobody must know that iВґm perverted and the world is my ground.

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