Pass me that lovely little gun. My dear, my darling one. The cleaners are coming, one by one. You don't even want to let them start. . They are knocking now upon your door.
Pass me that lovely little gun. My dear, my darling one. The cleaners are coming, one by one. You don't even want to let them start. . They're knocking now upon your door.
Pass me that lovely little gun. My dear, my darling one. The cleaners are coming, one by one. You don't even want to let them start. . They're knocking now upon your door.