Stroll on Capitol Hill

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Stroll on Capitol Hill / A Hard Head 

I went out last Sunday night
for a quiet walk with Will;
we strolled around the shady park,
and upon Capitol Hill.

"We'll sit here on this cozy bench,"
my dear William said.
It was then I thought of mother's warning
look out for my maidenhead.

Will's arm stole around my well-formed waist
"Of fucking, dear, I've never had a taste

"Oh, Will," I cried, "how dare you
talk with me so bad.
If I should lose my maidenhead,
my mother would feel very bad.'

He gently loosened up my dress
and fingered round my titties—
one hand was still inside my dress,
the other inside my britches—

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