Sitting after supper Watched the FBI I asked for a cigarette I got no reply Then you dropped your culottes Revealing rubber underpants Sweat was forming in my shoes But you ended our romance
I been refused I lost my shoes
Last Monday morning Minus twenty degrees Walked to unemployment On my knees Left without my money Tried to make my trial Judge said you're the porno king Go to jail for a while
I been refused I lost my shoes
Bought a Kodak Brownie Developed film at home Took some shots of sister Pants were full of foam Took a couple back views Took some up front Three tries, wallet size I was looking at that cunt, but
I been refused I lost my shoes
Went topless bowling Tried to get some stuff It was a lesbo love scene Strictly treat 'em rough Everything created Under earth and sky Wants to be mated It must couple or must die, but
I been refused I lost my shoes
I been refused I lost my shoes
Sitting after supper Watched the FBI I asked for a cigarette I got no reply Dogs in the ocean Pigs in the sea Well, come on baby And wakka-wakka-wakka with me
I been refused And I lost my shoesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
