Terrible wine. Set you free. Damn slap-happy sleep. c'mon out, c'mon out. Oh mercy, mercy me. Terrible wine. Draws ou out. Damn slap-happy in the dugout.
Ooh ooh ooh. The candle pictures of you. The things I, I plan to do to. You won't see until I'm done. My portion has just begun. . Now you feel obsessed with me.
(1) That's what I want. That's what I need. That's what I want. Ho-down. She sprays her lies around her like the clouds release the rain. And endless stream of promises that vaporize again.