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Subsequent Wickedness: I was a highwayman
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Subsequent Wickedness: “If I die young bury me in satin” Samantha just could not keep from playing that song in her head.
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Subsequent Wickedness: So you find me hard to handle ..Well, I`m easier to hold.. So you like my spurs that jingle.. And I never leave you cold.. So I might steal your diamonds.. I`ll bring you back some gold.. I`m no angel.