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tasty churches Gives it all they've got Prudish old preachers on their perches Say, "A-men, it's hot!" All those bridal suites at Claridge's Have
the wise and the prudish Is now revealed to the babes and the suckling Cause what was hidden from the wise and the prudish Is now revealed to the babes
stretching out ward Projecting vital signs Comets contracting cs atoms combine You need ch love Lover Need em shot Stuck up and easy Prudish and sleazy
what we should do We are so alive We are so inspired When we were young we were careful and prudish Now we are creased we're trivial and foolish
what we should do We are so alive We are so inspired When we were young we were careful and prudish Now we are creased we're trivial and foolish
The penultimate clinch Lasted the longest It's the penultimate clinch It was the warmest A deliberate pinch Sounded the warning Of a prudish flinch I found it
now we're all in We are the wise and the foolish, we are the loose and the prudish Come into me and bring me to life Hold me, you I will follow Sunsets
yeah she prudish I look brutish, thoughts are deluded See the truth is I am only human Keep the energy up Going to make a new medium Staring at the sun
of the under-class culture war Were you strong enough, while you were on the stuff Had you given up Were you acting tough Or were you murdered by prudish neo-fascist
Any morals that you hold Have come from prudish, dated lies The every sunday frame of mind I'd like to open up your eyes And ease your Catholic mind
Prudish in life a whore in death A perverted demand for flesh and bones Hunger (and) sex starved only this two feelings Are what's left, two needs
from here 'Cause we never wanted to be lusty or lewd Nor tethered to prudish strings And we never wanted to be jealously tuned Nor withered into
a prudish attitude. Don't whistle and stick up your nose, at least, not up in the air.
a prudish attitude. Don't whistle and stick up your nose, at least, not up in the air.
Silly poppers running wild Keep on smiling like a child When we scratch their face Oh, what kind of grace Prudish girls in disco-fashion Enjoy
oceanography Why you playing hard to get if you're a freak why must you be this way Stop the prudish act and let it go I just want you to sit on my face
It's uncomfortable For you to believe that she ain't that prudish And wanted me brutish Drinking her vaginal juices My Jedi mind tricks Direct
I done hit a few, and honestly, they saw my broken side And wasn't with the mind fuck, they prudish with no open mind Not that I can blame em, even
You say (Prudish) but cry for a good drain (Come over here baby) that's grunting my daddy The issue I got ladies, I love too much the D Big Hairy
She stay acting prudish but know that I want it I get it, I get it She twitch when I hit it, I hit then I quit it, I'm gone in a minute She back
halfway through its unravelling Celebrate your self-observance While you're murdering your mind Cough up, collapse, the birches Seem so prudish perched so
prudish You can't comprehend my rhyme my Full list My sentence (Sense-tends) to leave You clueless I'm back, I'm back, I catch the bag, I wreck hella pad, I
foolish yeah I can't have no love cuz I'm just different I ain't prudish yeah Please don't mix emotions with the fact that you just clueless yeah I think I
the kingdom He is the reason Come on and catch the glow Woah wake up Woah wake up Oh woah wake up Wake up, wake up White Jesus is prudish, but my Jesus was
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