Founds total 3 songs
Through The Dark
We're getting close, for all that I know. But I take the most from things that I don't. And whether you're high or low, I'm breathing you in, like smoke.
The Mating Game
Kiss, lick, stroke, flick. Quiver, quiver, shake and shiver, baby, wow. Unclasp, flop, gasp. Sopping, sopping, there's no stopping now. . Blond, brunette, or redhead.
The Jet Set Junta
Tick, tock, go the death watch beetles in él presidente's swill. Pop, pop, goes the Cliquot magnum at the reading of the will. Hiss, hiss, goes the snakeskin wallet stuffed with Cruziero bills.
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