And the last time we played for cherries you said you'd go down And in the same breath saw the BVD release spring to life In chasing skirt, you're amateur to my bravado and poise But it's from your lips, "Take out my tits and tell me what you want..." Three fingers, maybe four, maybe the front seat or the floor Fellating is a task with my intentions up yer a** Guess you never knew I knew you'd ask me to f** yer brains outTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.