1: Treach. . My thoughts are thundering, tumblin. Sons of bitches, switches, from yelling ta mumbling. You ain't a pal of me, my family ties but not wit Mallory.
Oh oh, mmm-mmm. Do do doo oh oh. Start off with a hug. Lead into embrace. Oh, girl, I'm glad to see you. Oh, face-to-face. Not a day of age. Oh, and by the way.