We're up to what we get up
We're up to what we get up
Don't stop even if i cry
Tell your wife to send you often
You have a permit for all that cake?
Take it and break it
Between babysitting duties
The script is not so bad, eh mom?
Feast your dirty mind, you perv
The forbiddens are not hidden
Don't worry baby, i gap you
Everyone's slut for a fare