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| This punky clubwas spinning fores off a funky tee I'm on the floor and she's watching me Guess she was fine with a head to thigh inspection With my back against the wall I play it casually Man, I don't know but when she smiled at me And started grinding her arse on the horn of some dirty trumpet I had to say something Camera shy, no style, getting it right I said I wanna take you home, tonight. And she said *Let me take you to a place I know Right beside the dirty little picture. Love me if you like, but I'm not what you need. And nothing comes for free. Isn't it cheap As soon as she got me alone there was no(huh) hesitation And she started taking off all her clothes to Lady Paris singing I was jacking her up all night with a lethal injection The way she alomost put up a fight, was so close to perfection Tired eyes, no ties, turn on the light I want to see what gets you hot, tonight. And she said [Repeat*] isn't it cheap, when I'm down on my knees. Talking sweet just to meet your demands. See your delight as your stealing my night Just to play it straight in to my hands [Repeat*] Visitas: 332 |
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