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We started off the best of friends I had a girlfriend and you were single

We took a trip to rock fest you couldn’t wait to mingle

We got to setting up our camp drank some beers and had a fun night

You got to taking off your clothes I saw your nice plump tatas and knew I had to have em

Night went on you got drunk went to bed and I snuck in your tent

Started sucking got to bleeping I stuck it in your buss and you moaned real loud

You’re the right one she’s the wrong one

My girl heard some moaning thought I was bleeping some slut until she walked in started watching says she fully supports me and says i love the gays “you get it boy”

The next morning I break up with her n get together with my best friend the rest of the week we were bleeping like some cats

You’re the right one she’s the wrong one

While we were chilling listening to some good tunes you dropped to one knee n popped the question and then We got married at rock fest

We shotgun beers suck some bleep and frig buss

We live happily ever after with cold beers no women nagging and peace of mind

You’re the right one she’s the wrong one