Love is pretty
Love is pretty
Sex is shame
Guys do the pumping,
Girls get the blame.
He says he love you, you think it's true
but when your belly starts to swell he asks,"Do I even know you?".
2 hours of pleasure
9 months of pain
12 hours of labor and a baby to name.
You may fall from heaven you may fall from above but,
you never get hurt til you fall in love.
Sex is shame
Guys do the pumping,
Girls get the blame.
He says he love you, you think it's true
but when your belly starts to swell he asks,"Do I even know you?".
2 hours of pleasure
9 months of pain
12 hours of labor and a baby to name.
You may fall from heaven you may fall from above but,
you never get hurt til you fall in love.
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