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I met this girl named Judy at the cafe on my way Her breasts were near her chest and she had curls that hit her face Her legs were Eiffel Tower, I could tell her daddy black Peanut butter jelly toasted in her lap We choppin' choppin' up like a dog sometimes She said she had no plans and asked me what I'm bout to do I stuffed this in a phantom and wiggled through the streets She said she'd never do this but she'd think that I'm sweet So I won't judge Judy No, I won't judge Judy We end up at my home, we dance around and make some sweets We started swapping spittin' and she got on top of me I asked her what she into, she told me neither way Body rubs, bondage, and cream puffs We could play around in public Any comments now a fetish I imagine Feet for foot massages, giving oral is my passion You can rub my face, I don't want nothing in return Your body counting who you fuck is not my concern Cause I don't judge Judy No, I don't judge Judy She's just like me She like rope, hands around her throat Cup her eyes and made her feel alive She had a free spirit, you know She was green with women I was a lawyer, so it worked out Our frequencies matched She wrote me a letter Sorry that I haven't been communicating much This past year has been rough, it's spreaded to my head I knew her when we met, if you're reading it's too late I'm on the other side, but I just wanna say Thank you for the moments I could grab before I left I hope you live your life, your truest self with no regrets I wasn't living right until they told me what was left I'm wishing you the best, yes Thank you for not judging Judy Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
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