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Girl With One Track Mind (Sexhunters) I Fell in Love on the Northern Line |
![]() Will The Guard Please Contact The Driver? Will the guard please contact the driver? He wants to say he loves you, He has kept it stumm for all these years, Now Cupid's perched above you. Will the guard please contact the driver? His love is like an express train, He's tired of hiding how he feels, Softly he whispers your name. Will the guard please contact the driver? He wants to make love to you! His life's a blank without your touch, He has to make love to you! Will the guard please contact the driver? 'I covet you more than words can say, 'Darling, I know you feel as I do. 'Let's jump train - and elope today!' |
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