Maybe we were plotting this
Maybe we were plotting this
Let's hang, fuck and whatnot
In private i'll dance on your pole
You had to look for wood, didn't you?
The toes are the tip
You're brand new, let's rip your seal
I'm housework and you'll do me
Body warmth is cure for cold
Give me a better quote
If it's buff stick it in
Prepare me for college, daddy