Adam Duquette Buffalo-Born/Williamsville, New York Artist.
Seeking Excellence.
(Songs copyrighted [or in que forby]) by sole composer and creator of this website: Adam Michael Bauerle.
Duquette
Music has saved my life. Thank you Roger Barrett for inspiring me to play guitar, wouldn't had done it without you. My great-grand father Sam Butler came from Cambridge, England- as did Roger- so always felt a special connection. Shine on forever.
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Music has saved my life. Thank you Roger Barrett for inspiring me to play guitar, wouldn't had done it without you. My great-grand father Sam Butler came from Cambridge, England- as did Roger- so always felt a special connection. Shine on forever.
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The Tide
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2.) Apocalyptic Dreams
Now- time to run- because they’re coming after everyone! Grab your guns, scramble, gamble, trample on a saddle, paddle to space so isolated, ample, growing apples, crowd fanatic, storing food in the attic.
New day so happy hoppy notty lotty naughty ladi dadi shower soapy dopey ropey don’t be chokey rolly polly olly okay? No please let's shine, the trickling morning light, sunshine so lovely, oh how you love me, couldn’t you show me air so fresh amidst a taste of death?
Oh hello boy! Won't you tell me your dreams? Wasn't it such a blessing to be free? Becoming digitized, stuck in time, soul forever binds.
Machination, inflation, no more gold, no more savings.
Submit to your master, try to preserve the human race.
Inflammation, end of nations, propaganda, persuasion.
Losing patience, dehydration, radiation, abrasions.
Devastation, human eradication, no escaping enslavement.
Remembering times long ago past, a world of glory that we'll never get back, all that’s left is mist floating aimlessly, with no one to kiss, no one to kiss, no lips to tell them how much they’re missed.
No more supply of medications,
how much longer the duration?
Perspiration, dedication, subordination.
Living in fear, living off deer,-the end is near!
Up early, sun shining. Girl beside me,
walking ghost town, no one else, just me and you, hunting gathering flee from the machines, you see, for family.
Oh how blessed the sky's so blue,
feeling so grateful because of you, so grateful because this day so new.
I’m free for now so I'm ecstatic, but the public's frantic as now crowds so panicked!
The only one I cherish and love now forever gone, like water droplets dripping down a waterfall, never the same, always flowing, never knowing where it's going.
Who will remember our kisses and love?
The water droplet forever lost and dried up.
Who will remember us now? So special but now forever gone, no more love, no more love, I realize this is the end. Oh dear, I'll never see her again.
Perhaps after death waiting for me, or only in my dreams, just for now.
I’m alone, no girl, roaming the earth,
I'm the king of the world, but who really knows what it's worth? Distilling water, oh how I thirst.
New baby, I’ll be your nurse!
Villages burn, families mourn, protect their family families swore!
But health so damaged, bleeding no bandage.
People turning their back on others and turn so savage!
Nomadic villages ends disastrous,
how could we ever allow this to happen to us?
No more love, no more love.
Machines now roam the earth,
killing anything with worth.
This is the end, this is the worst. Watching the end unfold before my very tired eyes.
Oh the truth hurts, this part's the worst- because I know, you’re slowly, dying beside me. Can’t stop you from crying- oh please won’t you find me? Dying in our arms, won’t you whisper something so sweet...? Or will it have to be me? When you hold me as I die, just whisper it’ll be fine, just for this time. Just whisper it’ll be fine, just for this time. Separation, desperation, to reunite- in case they hurt you! Take you away! I just want to say goodbye. I hope I see you again someday. Just be there for me, and I promise, I’ll be there for you, all of the time.
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3) The Lonely Macaque
He bathes alone, Gerald, when there’s no sun.
He clings to comfort soon and something warm.
With knots and gnats, his fur adorned:
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“I only wanted someone I could adore,
could pet and love and can call me ours.
Once I told my love, Phoebe, we could rent a place in the jungle.
All night through we can groom and snuggle.
We used to be so close, I don’t know what happened.
She used to share love,
I don’t know what happened.
I used to hold her hands tightly and survey the view,
atop the canopy,
just me and you.
Singing sweet songs viewing the kingdom from afar,
now I’m alone, no one cares,
and I don’t know where you are.
It’s only me now...
How to get you back?
I don’t know where to start, tears hope it’s possible but heart knows it’s not.
I heard you singing from the distance, although I heard I could not listen.
Because with disbelief I am not here.
Just me alone, with these tears.
Thinking of memories of your kiss long gone, wondering if- ever again- I’ll hear our song.
That song we played together when she whispered so sweetly, when the jungle took fright
while security unseemly.
Now I’m constantly left wondering,
why did you leave me?
I thought you were mine, oh how you deceived me.
When I said I love you-
did you not believe me?
She once said I want to cuddle you, all night long.
I thought she was telling the truth but I was wrong. She used to say:
tonight I’ll dream of you.
Out of all loves, she said you I choose.
Alone in the jungle, I don’t know what to do!
Because it was quite soon after her rejection that my clan ceased protection.
They’d rather me freeze alive than accept my imperfection.
I tried to be merry, add value, add love, add heat. But so sad from you,
life’s so scary below the weeds.
My clan, at first, seemed to comfort my pain, but soon I was too much for them so I had to escape.
They said we have no need for a monkey like you,
a monkey so sad,
a monkey so blue.
Alone in the jungle I’ll be dead soon, isn’t it so warm and bad?
If hell is warm, can it be that bad?
Isn’t it so quiet on the jungle floor?
isn’t it so wonderfully dangerous to explore?
On the ground,
I roamed to the canyon vast.
Remembering the time I saw you last.
Why does she hate me?
because I no longer act the same.
She no longer likes me because my behavior has changed.
Rejected me because my map aimed the wrong way.
But: "I love you forever, together forever", is that not what she’d say? Over and over again? Every single day?
Remember bathing with you until the sun goes down?
Caressing me in your arms amidst the scathing love of this town?
But now the mad village flees, flustered and frowned.
On the other side,
I trampled down,
all the way to the ground.
Upon a mound of newness, redemption,
of merriment and death.
She said she once loved me there as she bathed my self.
I can’t help you jungle,
I cannot help you tree.
Let me sit down, please,
just let me be.
I roamed the arctic jungle the whole night through,
feeling very safe.
But now it’s very cold, so dark, I’ll just close my eyes to take a break.”
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The lonely macaque never opened his eyes once a moment after.
As he blacked out,
he knew he might’ve made it if he ran faster.
He had no journal to document his doomed adventure.
Because no one would read it,
and he couldn’t let her.
The lonely macaque, oh the lonely macaque…
So alone, and empty,
can’t you hear his thoughts?
He had no one to cuddle as the sun went down.
In the morning, the sun trickled but he was nowhere to be found.
The village of macaques tended to forget his disappearance.
They never thought about him again,
he was totally forgotten from existence.
His only proof was in the form of barren bones, buried alive next to the town.
His absence was never burdened, bludgeoned, nor his screams too loud.
His frozen remains were not soon discovered,
his second last thought was:
“why do I still love her?”
The scarf Phoebe gave Gerald was eventually recovered,
she was pleased to have it back, but not her former lover.
She never thought about him again.
“I’m sorry I still love you”-
was his last thought as he became entombed by the mound.
Dying peacefully dreaming of her, realizing no one would remember him now.
Upon his death,
he promised he would make no pathetic sounds.
He fell and wept for eternity, his body was never found.
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Oh, how will you find? The peace inside your mind? I see it in your eyes, don't lie, don't cry, you can't deny because there's nowhere to hide. It's 12 past nine, I'll be up til five. I'm coming up, and know exactly why.
I prefer the exploration, while the couples drink wine.
I'm only one to the universe, a son to me... Floating in a different galaxy, driving a cosmic taxi, reality plastic, feeling something drastic, mind adapted. I am the master! Vision bends elastic, 2 hours in and I'm feeling fantastic.
Jug of water, it's fate she dropped it, nothing can stop it, spill still like a water faucet. Waiting happily for my girl at a very fast rate, with a wobbly gait. Oh no! I'll be late! Look around, there's no straight.
Counting rings on a tree, planets barely we see, oh won't you travel with me? But you might not end up where you want to be.
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Memories fade away, more and more, everyday. I just want to see you again someday- don't you remember what I say? So beloved, so much, but now in scorching pain. Whenever I imagine your face, I want to look you in the eye, tell you how much I love you one last time. I hope I see you when I die, because you're forever mine. So, I'll sit here and sigh, writin' poems that rhyme, remembering those days you'd be by my side. I hope I find you just for tonight.
Boy- giddy up- time to go, ride fast, mind, racing, so fast. Get it? Got it. Get it, back on track.
I hope you're not scared, as I try not to cry... The afterlife daunting- I just want to see you when I die- first thing. Trying not to yell, because I don't want to go to hell, in case I don't see you again, one more time; I want to hold you in my arms knowing we'll be fine, escape all harm. I can't see you, I can't kiss you, I can't feel you, I can't be near you, I can't be with you. I just need to know, if all those times are wasted? Or if I will see you again... When I die, I don't want to be reborn, so I can eternally be only yours.
Mangled, disfigured. Anomalous, burlesque travesty. Lampooning the echo, a target, a tragedy. Speak the truth, new embryo, amniotic temple. Sacramental, sentimental, solemn, instrumental. Pyruvate acid, need nicotine, stop flashbacks, attack us, or ban us, back us or rack us. Overloaded with grief, remove the attachments. Dead forever. I just need you back, please?
Oh my love, my only best friend, deep in my soul, I can't pretend- my life is incomplete without you near. So on my knees when death is near, I'll plainly embrace the end, because I know, death will set me free- hopefully you see- maybe we can be together for all eternity. So when I frankly glance through the gaze of death, and perch his insidious glance upon the direction of my frail eyes and feeble hand.. I will say, I do not fear you death... With open arms and a smile, I'll simply welcome the end. Because just maybe after I die, I'll see you again.
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6.) Rock Star
She says I look good with the jacket, she says I look good with the hat. She says you look good with the baseball... But you not no jock or rat. She says that she likes the new haircut, but she don't like no thick or grass. She says I look good playing the guitar, she says you're not the best but you're not last.
She said I'm a rock star, rock star.
No not a rasta, rasta,.
Yeah, I feel like a rock star, rock star.
I'm a mother duckin rock star, rock star.
Her boyfriend says my hair too long, but my bank account so rich and fat. He says my voice is out of tune, but I don't concern myself too much with that. Driving very fast to the bank, he says your tunes and rhymes so bad. I said you try making music 100k doesn't come in cash. He says he likes the rock and roll, so be glad, that I'm a mutha duckin' rock star, and that's rad.
She says I'm a rock star, rock star.
No not a rasta, rasta.
Yeah, I feel like a rock star, rock star.
I'm a mother duckin' rock star, rock star.
The groupies always tell me I'm the best, they say ain't no one else can do it how I do. But I'm not too promiscuous, because I got better things to do.
She said I'm a rock star, rock star.
No not a rasta, rasta.
I feel like a rock star, rock star.
I'm a mothaduckin, rock star, rock star.
Looking in the mirror, think I like my nose better than my lips. I'm really good at singing, but the point she says I always miss. Slurring my words playing guitar, because that's just how I live.
New guitar rifts, how about this? feeling like a man because only the boys strum the strings- but my tunes so good, at least it seems that way to me.
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7.) If Only.
A lonely bird hops from tree to tree, reincarnated as a bird, a bird so lonely... Never with a home, nothing to show for me. Morbid regret. Won't you remember me just for tonight and don't forget?
Flying in the sky- no worry, never a hurry, flying through a flurry, predators try to hurt me, oh but what's it worth to me? Wondrous adventure, can you often travel with me, to a place so warm? A place so sacred?...So lonely. I love you, but too late, I'm stuck in a house with no windows or doors. Outside my old home, looking in the window, feeling so alone. Fly so high, so free, but now survival is a chore, if only I had another chance with what I now know. Liberating to fly, always asking why I left like that but I wish I was alive. Flying high blinded by the night sky, I wish I had another chance for a proper goodbye. So I'll fly and fly, never know if this could've been different- condemned to fly- I thought I'd feel free, but now my only time is eternity.
Sitting on a branch, I can't take this, I'm about to break this. Predators chase, but I have a chance to escape this, I hate this. I'm trying to make something meaningful. Snatched when you least expect it, death learn to accept it. It's only a matter of time, before again I die. Want to be reborn again with you by my side, how I wish I had another chance to fly. Look me in the eyes, it's me, but you'll never know. I'm just a bird, a lonely bird, with nowhere to go. Going where the cold wind blows.
Won't you take me away?? And call me your own? Don't you remember my name? Flying so fast, so slow. Wish I had another chance, but this old world I now owe. If only I had another chance with what I now know. I want to hold you, have my old life back, want everything to go back to normal- now stuck in this inferno!
Oh how I love being a bird, bliss filling my being- so grateful, I love you more than anything. Taking my time to fly, finding food but none- tonight. Sleep hungry, tomorrow, new day, sunlight, so bright. Flying ever so free, but where is my love, my family? Crying, so lonely. I love this new life, every day a new strife, can't you see? I'm stuck as this bird for all eternity-- but I don't mind until that fateful day I die again. Can't find food, so that's where it trends.
Watched by the hawk, being stalked, being eaten went to hell while being mocked. Lost the key, forever lost. Stuck in this new realm with no one to tell.
Welcome to my lair.. I know life isn't fair, but now stuck in this realm, no one can tell where you are. Turn you into a star, make a point of you, to show you there's nowhere to go. He's accepted his fate, but it's too late. Simply submit to the end, spend this time forever. Simply submit to the end, spend this time forever. Soul deposits to a stallion, it never ends, It never ends.
A golden mane of a brand new pony. Eternity is now his time. If he had another chance, he'd fly. If only.
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8.) "2 Pretty 2 Kill."
Too pretty, all they look at me- too pretty for society- policeman, can't stop me. Too pretty, all the guys and gals stalking me, walking, to the shopping market, watching me stare so so much- it scares me! Too pretty, its not fair for thee. I don't care, I'm used to attention, I'm a man of perfection. So many groupies, I think I need security and lots of protection.
But he only brushes his teeth, twice a week. For a big guy, he's kinda weak. Projects always late a week. Ask him for advice? Don't hear a peep. But I admit, he's prettier than me, any guy I've seen. He think he's scary as Halloween when he enters the scene all orange and mean but not enough muscle and kinda lean.
He says: "you know what I mean?" bout' ten times a day, waiting patiently for judgement day. No job, but he's having a blast. Sitting on pot and a whole lotta cash, not doing too much- but doing it real fast.
Hair half-way to the floor, driving very slow, down-town, sliver of blond in my hair, so it's not brown. Driving to my destination, appraise my estimation- priceless. Intimidation, walk in a room- they all be staring. "I like your new song!" They want to meet me, they want to be me, they want to eat me, can't beat me. Can't you please be by me?
Feeling kinda dizzy, smokey, tokey, dopey in public- they act like they all know me; pose for a picture, roach below me, but I'm late for my date--- move over!!
Getting signed, is among his only wishes. But his music doesn't generate a whole lot of interest. Sounds like everyone else, but still gets his kisses. Says he's going to make it big- but out catching a tan like a pig! He tells the girls he's famous and gonna make it but your music so out of place, kid! His tunes are so ageless, but only because the lyrics stem from no basis.
But he sure as hell knows how to get to it, but he only plays hard when he's losing.
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Mary, it’s time to play just me and you let’s run away spiraling out of place, in outer space- oh how our minds’ astray! Nervous, she asks me if it’ll be okay? Today’s the day she learns her name but her mind can’t help but run away, she said she never felt like this before, melting luminous aim, with every gaze, but headed nowhere- towards the place of no more pain- waiting in the rai! We can’t miss our train! Mary won’t you look me in the eyes? Mary oh please don’t lie? What was inside your brain last night? But don’t lose sleep, bump feet, hashish, needs to eat, escape defeat- flying kites- insane to be insane to be sane to be free; every day a new lock for each fight but Mary keeps making new keys.
They say Mary don’t think that, don’t believe that way, I say let Mary be and play and play all day! Around in the ground, up and down, back and forth, side to side.
Mary asks how old is the universe? Not sure but interesting question though, bout six billion years or so. Mary asks where do you want to go…? But, every time, she already knows!
Mary where’d you go? Can I jump on your train and be your hero? Guiding the track, so it doesn’t go too fast, Mary can you handle that? She starts to shake, eyes dilate- nowhere to go. But train driving very, very, very fast- to never ever land- where there can never be any you or I! Just one where we all go when we die!
Time to go, Mary we’ve been here, too long, starting to cast doubt, but there’s only one way in and no way out.
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10.) Mystery Man
Where are you now? Can I hear you make a sound? Dwelling firmly within a city underground.. Let me tell you a story about a man with a number- no name- lives in an underground bunker, cruelly going insane. Travels between outer-space, and a subterranean cave; underneath the Pacific, to be specific, teleportation technology.
Seemingly endless tunnels, but so human, so mortal- so many hallways- at the end, are portals.
Welcome to a place of no structure or time, Pacific base perimeter curves bout fifty-nine times. Watched at all times, nowhere to hide- forcibly consent to connect with the mind of the all-seeing eye!
Look up! It’s the ocean! Through the window, through the roof, the sharks and whales, but I didn’t swim here, I flew. Guide saw the look on his face walking down the halls- all muddled, so many doors he was rather befuddled. How did I get here??! He asks so troubled- waging a war against good and evil, indoctrinated to think who he sees are the only people, in this world extraterrestrial test to influence humanity; thinks all he sees are the only human-beings! But he has no idea, he’s been fully deceived!
Conceived, testing, how we perceive, and instilling a foreign belief, manufacturing humanity brainwashed to believe exactly what the puppeteers want them to think- to be in synch, and interlink, with one mind- train in an extraterrestrial rink! Floating in space, then back underground, time travel changes history but the rest of the story is a complete mystery.
His cousin underneath the Earth cloned a T-rex and a wooly mammoth- too! Entrapment, he only eats food out of a test-tube! Every day is work, no time for fun, never once been above the cave and been blessed with the sun! Never with a name, poor soul fated to have no one he loves. Lost in the shuffle, just another one among tons. Underground city reveals an ancient human race, no one has ever returned once they came, they claim. Meet a man with a number, who will never have a name.
Fighting to fight, fighting all night, not a single day has he been blessed with sunlight! Under a cave underneath the ocean where religion is strictly scientific, alone in the base underneath the Pacific, been to many galaxies in one ship, no fond memories he’ll ever miss, floating aimlessly, never felt love, never a girl to kiss. Empathy is strictly discouraged, his entire existence fully unacknowledged. If you ever see him, it means you’re stuck there too- only time they might see you is if you’re orbiting the moon.
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12.) Find The Fugitive
Stumbling, running, lunging, jumping over the barbed-wired prison wall. Run so fast, try not to fall, down the hill, guard can't see me? No, not at all. Escape my prison, through the left flank hall, no one looking over the fence to the wilderness- like a lion, like a king- wandering in wonderment aimlessly. Bewilderment, to leave behind family, but I can't die there, run faster please! I refuse to die like a slave, I'd rather die alone and free than so hopelessly and meaninglessly; freedom so lonely but it's what I want only.
On the run, here they come- not a gun- just a stick, so sharp and vicious, I am the fugitive, I am nameless, I am the almighty king of the wilderness! Bewilderment, contentment, to be alone, no sentiment, they’ll kill me if they find me!
Here they come again! Can't you hear their chant?! They want to bring me back, want me to be dead, part of their master plan, to enslave the human race. Work every man to death, to submission, I thought this was fiction! History repetition, but we never learned our lesson, now trapped in a sub-pen with no one to love him. Thermal detection lenses extermination is destined, why did we trust them and what they said to us? They said they'd protect us but now we own nothing no money enslavement and death their only intention
Oh, I'm about to die, isn’t it true? Guided by the moonlight, freedom feels so new, barely true.
Oh mother, I remember the days, we were free as the rain, dancing in the streets, tell me about my future- so bright- tell me you love me and everything will be alright, I'll grow up and have kids of my own- that dream is dead. Now, just me, all alone, no home, no food, death follows me wherever I roam. Now living in this hell, every sound a constant fright, only in my most dark can I find hope so bright.
Are you still alive? Will you remember me tonight? I can die any day. I hear them on the horizon, keep hiking north til daylight.
What will become of my mind? Where will I hide? Even if I make it up north, what will become of my soul? Tainted by the torture and abuse, my other fate I knew: cruel slavery. The wilderness taming me, I am an animal- with no one to love.
Mother do you blame me? Please don’t hate me. You see, I had to leave, because I can't live in slavery. I hope I arrive to heaven. Remember that kiss you gave me, on the cheek? As an innocent boy? Smiling and laughing? Love was just a dream, this is my new nightmare, just staying free.
Screaming so silently, no one can find me, marching, prowling, prancing, across the mountaintop horizon, guns mounting, tanks chopped. Thermal detection, in hiding- lacerations, infections, no clear direction, self-preservation—protection, dark introspective, finding my arctic heaven. Contemplation, one world nation, controlling train stations, turn a tragedy into a slaughter- demons damning me- so I'll damn them! Found one of their guns by the tree, you better run, cause I'm coming after them, loading ammunition, for action, won't give the masters, their satisfaction, but no control over what's happening. Bullets flying, fear evaporating, took one out with one shot, no time to escape in.
Scorched earth, empty and snowy- dilapidated- surge for freedom, a feeling so new, so fascinating. Yet scolding, not screaming, and scanning, the distance, took out one, on the run, no matter what- next time- won't miss this.
Huffing, puffing, wheezing, sneezing, climbing an apex of death, so cold and easy. Feeling so weak, no food, so hungry, freezing, on this peak. Look behind, and see no one. But now, don’t care. Yes, this is where I rest. I am, at rest. At least I'll die free- and they're not the ones who killed me. I die happy because they'll never find my body. Close my eyes gently, on this mountaintop smiling. Finally I'll find peace. Blacking out slowly, yes, I realize life is just a dream. This is just a dream. Dying with dignity, no one ever heard a scream.
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13.) Just Another Sucker
Meet a man named hank, his claim to fame, was blowing his life savings at an arcade- to win a video-game-could've bought it in stores for half the same. No one to blame, it's not my fault, I'm not like the others, but deep down he knows- he's just another sucker.
Hank says he's getting his Phd and is really, really smart- but a heck of a weak mind and a too naive heart. Fell for a scam in a search engine ad, his Dad's Ferrari ended up in a bunker in Afghanistan.
Hank was playing video-games the battery was falling out of place so cut tape but wrong way- military-grade. 6 stitches, pain for days. But blamed his mom cause' she could've bought a different blade. Blamed his mom, because she had the good duct tape stashed away next to her medicine tray.
Now watch him march back to the carnival, pushing the baby-stroller, video-game controller, attached to his shoulder. Watch him march so valiantly and awkwardly , demand his 2 grand back but the carnival man just laughed.
Hank paid 2 grand total to have his music distributed, but robbed his intellectual property, now everyone can view it.
Worked weeks on end, to make his song sound, just right.
but the label wouldn't pay him because too many megabytes.
But it left a taste awful sour when the label made 2mil and he wasted 20 dollars.
Hank's wife used to buy the drinks before the game, he used to make sure he said he loved her.
But she was the only one making supper.
Without her, he couldn't pay the rent, but he doesn't even make his bed.
There's beard-hairs in the sink, his thoughts no longer think.
Now she's an ex and his apartment's on the lease.
He got a message online, girl claiming he'd pay him money to be his.
Would give him a million dollars a year just for a kiss.
Needs to pay the bills, so hard to resist, although he did doubt her.
Gave her a blank check and his routing number.
Sometimes you can tell a sucker just by their name, like they say at least 300-thousand suckers born, every single day.
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