I'm looking down the hole your looking up at me you're cold and tired that is easy to see lower the rope to you a bucket on the line your membrane will be soft and smooth and your heart will be mine
It rubs the lotion on its skin Or else it get the hose again It rubs the lotion on its skin Or else it get the hose again Yes precious it gets the hose
The look inside your eyes drives me from control evoking visions of my favourite casserole and if i eat your heart i'll also eat your soul and when i'm done with that i'll use your skull as a bowl
It rubs the lotion on its skin Or else it get the hose again It rubs the lotion on its skin Or else it get the hose again Yes precious it gets the hose It puts the lotion in the basket
The night is very cold I'm feeling kind of weak I think i'll make myself a cap from your right buttocks cheek And then I will go walking with my little dog and then I'll bury you underneath a log
It rubs the lotion on its skin Or else it get the hose again It rubs the lotion on its skin Or else it get the hose again Yes it does precious It puts the lotion in the basket bitch put the lotion in the basket Oh put the lotion in the fucking basket bitch put the lotion in the basketTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
