Angus is a salesman Living with his parents He says he saves a fortune We think he's still a virgin
So one day on a weekend His parents went to Graceland After twenty caesars He works it up to call her at home... at home... at home...
He says oh, my Lord You look like the girl next door Why do you call here for Maybe to talk, maybe to talk, maybe to talk, let's talk
His bedroom's in the basement And that's where he'll be waiting His bedroom's in the basement And that's where he'll be waiting alone, alone.... alone...
He says oh, my Lord You look like the girl next door Why do you call here for Maybe to talk, maybe to talk
He says oh, my Lord You look like the girl next door Why do you call here for Maybe to talk, maybe to talk, maybe to talk, maybe to talk, maybe to talk, maybe to talk, maybe to talk, maybe to talk, let's talk... uh, maybe not... maybe not... maybe not Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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