I'll help you step
toward the light
in bright flashing neon,
"Girls, Girls, Girls."
Yes.
I was born
to please.
Please,
take my hand.
Let me show you
where I've been
and what I've learned.
Take a lick
of my experience.
Just lay back now,
it will all come
crystal clear.
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