She looked like instant pudding It was the cream of the commercial increase
She tore her wardrobe wondering what What kind of freedom was this sudden release
She was naked
We dream of pin-up purchase Reveal philosophies like instant pudding
We need her on the blue screen She, she gives us soul to keep our minds clean, oho
We are naked
Dona Nobi's Pacem From beginning 'till the end Dona Nobi's Pacem
Dona Nobi's Pacem From beginning 'till the end Dona Nobi's PacemTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
