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Tam gdzie Jackson
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Ale słuchaj mój miły (mówie z szacunkiem  ) tu chba nie ma chłopaków napisz o hmmmm gołej dodzie lub bracie pitcie
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As I came up to the window
Was the sound of a crescendo
He came into her apartament
He left the blood stains
On the carpet
She was underneath the table
You could see she was uneble |