Hey, nicknamed Fatty Boo with a name lisa. she no have no boyfriend. she live up the fridge freezer. triple chin or facial hair,. she favour geezer. although she friend recommend certain cream and tease her.
One, two, sess coming through. With the rude lyrics and the pride to fit. I ain't the counterfeit chic, renk up rhythm to rhatid. With my girl Charlotte now can you handle it.
You just gotta walk on both sides of the line. You've thrilled at the thought of each stranger's arms you find. Everything that's yours to hold just can't satisfy your mind.