Monica and naughty Billy Got together something silly now Holy wars out of lusty minutes Another Cuban cigar crisis Honestly! Do we need to know if he really came inside her mouth? How will all this affect me Now and later
You know that we belong In a presidential suite Armed guards in the street Waving back at crowds who greet And when I look over Over my shoulder I can't see my past It seems so far away
Found an icon that gave him a hard one Little Boris just can't help himself Got so hot in the decadent nineties Pass another vodka dear
We can dance 'Til the early hours of the morning catches up Then we'll return to business If there's any of it left!
You know that we belong In a presidential suite Armed guards in the street Waving back at crowds who greet And when I look over Over my shoulder I can't see my past It seems so far away
What makes you think that We belong in a presidential suite Armed guards in the street Waving back at crowds who greet Yes indeed
You know that when we met There were fireworks in the sky Sparkling like dragonflies Spelling "All bad folk must die" And when I look over Over my shoulder I can't see my past It seems so far away It seems so far away Far awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
