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Of Course I Love You Bokkie
I Only Smaak You Dik You Cook And Clean And Iron My Shirts And Look After Me When I'm Sick So Your Bum Is Only Big Hey But I Don't Mind A Bit Of Flab It Means That When I'm Lekker Jags There's Somethin There To Grab So Your Belly Isn't Flat No More I Tell You, I Don't Care So Long As When I Druk You I Can Get My Arms Round There No Stukkie Who Is Your Age Has Nice Round Perky Breasts They Just Gave In To Gravity But I Know You Did Yor Best I'm Not Tuning K@k Now I Never Tell You Lies But I Think It's Lank Sexy That You've Got Dimples On Your Thighs I Swear On My Ouma's Grave Now The Moment That We Met I Said To All My Chinas "Now That's A Lekker Slet" So No Matter What You Look Like I'll Always Love You Dear Now Shut Up While The Rugby's On And Fetch Me Another Beer! |