Fool me once
Ouch
Fool me twice
That’s taking a bite
Fool me three times
Get out of my life
Fool me once
Ouch
Fool me twice
That’s taking a bite
Fool me three times
Get out of my life
It all started when I was a little girl. I would wake up from dreamland, go downstairs to my grandmother’s kitchen, and whip up some type of...
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