I like girls who grew up on the farm;
For them sex is no cause for alarm:
Making love, making hay;
It’s just part of their day,
Which all adds to their innocent charm.
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I like girls who grew up on the farm;
For them sex is no cause for alarm:
Making love, making hay;
It’s just part of their day,
Which all adds to their innocent charm.