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It doesn't make you a slut
 Because baby you can fuck
 Whomever you want it just makes it more complicated
 But that's a lot of sex
 That's sixty-four dicks
 Before you ever put your hand on mine
 I wish you would've lied
 Because now I have to face the fact
 That I was number sixty-five
 I know it isn't fair
 For me to judge your past
 You've got way more bags than one boy could unpack
 What were you hoping to find
 Lying on your back
 Instant self esteem achieved through penetration
 I wish you would have lied
 Because now I can't erase the fact
 That I was your number sixty-five
 Was I adequate?
 Did I seem out of it?
 Was I good?
 Did I touch you the way you wanted?
 How do I stack up?
 Did I hold out long enough?
 Was I alright?
 Did I fuck you the way you liked it?
 The way you liked it?
 I guess I was just another guy
 Guess I'll always be your sixty-five
 Guess I was just another dick
 Guess you were just another chick
 I wonder if you're still waiting to be found
 I wonder what number you're up to now