rickyboy

You

tiistai 02. joulukuuta 2008 21:43

Let me hold you're hand, keep warming you up.
I know you really want it, seeing you're face, I think you are blushing baby.

So let me get the best of you, bet you're lips taste like vanilla.
Imma dip you down chocolate fountain and make you my chocolate-vanilla.

You look so good, you talk so smooth.
I bet chicks envy you, you're the complete package, so who am I tell this to you.

I can see it all in you're eyes, they shine like neon-lights dark in the sky.
Switch off the light and I see you, turn the lights on, you be glowing like
a neverending barbie doll.


Taustalla soi: Satan Is Real

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