Miss Marcy & her Texas SugarDaddy's: Music

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Same ol' story. My man gave me a key to his apartment, I stopped by unexpectedly one fine Sunday morning, opened the door, and saw that my small tokens of love: tender notes and lipstick kisses, had been replaced with cheap gold bracelets and high-heeled shoes. I say to her: So what? You got my man. Don’t think you got rid of me. Because my love is here to stay.

Scott Bucklin on piano