Lyrics:
psycho-virgin tease
Rock Queen, thirteen, buxom blonde, bad dream
Let me touch your cookies--let me eat your cookies--now
Got some time
Won't go wrong
away from my hands
(Lizards, pleasant friends!)
Please come along, you're so buxom
Bring me down
Hale! Hale! Hale! Hale!
Please welcome
She said don't hurry to somewhere
I just kept looking for
This power now
Just living without you
Oh buxom, you're stratus high
You've not been
No.
Feeling..Buxom.
Feeling...Buxom.
Feeling...nice.
Nice.
It's inside of me
Mother of Christ.
I want to feel what Mary felt.(Mother
orgasm
Nymphomaniac
Vaginal fury
Don't care if he's a man
Or a buxom chick
Self injury
With a knife
Taste of blood
Stabwound orgasm
Got
Curses, invocations
Weird bate-headed mongrels
I keep expecting one of you to rise
Large buxom, obese queens
Garden hogs and cunt veterans
hair I ne'er did see
With lips to sham the cherry
Oh buxom milkmaid, marry me!"
With a down and a derry
With a down and a derry
"Our hearts could rhyme,
chops
You lift me to the skies, my heart flip-flops
You shouldn't make it make like that
Bell, my buxom bell
I'm still in love with you 'cause truth
chops
You lift me to the skies, my heart flip-flops
You shouldn't make it make like that
Bell, my buxom bell
I'm still in love with you 'cause truth
with Fidel Castro
Buxom cross dressers threw fake gold coins at our feet
As we discussed the fate of the revolution
Suddenly, CIA men dressed in
thorns
Working on stony ground
Lost his heart to Buxom Betty
Throwing out the compliments like confetti
Left and right, he threw them all around
But
Though I thought I could never
We were dancing together at the end of the song
A taught little bald man
Like a German war hero
With buxom matrons
"Take me in, tender woman.
Take me in for Heaven's sake.
Take me in, tender woman,"
Sighed the snake.
She clutched to her buxom.
"You're so
thought I could never
We were dancing together at the end of the song
A taught little bald man like a German war hero
With buxom matrons to a quick John
Wouldn't placate the functionaries
Too busy making playdates with buxom secretaries
But I hope that my homies don't laugh,
My choreographed dance steps
him
But then he set his sight on a buxom wench, whose luring wink
Led him to the back room, where she bestrode him with an eager grin
She rode him
reality, I'm just here for sex
Because everyone knows that's what teachers like best
They like buxom girls
With plenty of curls
Short skirts
And tight
seats up
Cuz she buxom as fuck
And I'm lucky
That she doesn't crush me
And I always blush
When I see my lady munching
Something bout the way she puts
I'm friendly, then them phonies tryna stick me
Little did they know I didn't want their buxom bitty
I just wanted bucks 'cause I'm strictly
Now riding
reach it out to you, I know that you feel the same
Here I am riding inside on my buxom steed
Here I am facing your blur of absurdity
What's it in me
I
thing - that Sally won’t sang: the buxom heiress of dysfunction
but she knows the rich touchstones (see her tell her saxophone)
faithless poets’ UV pens
produce, booty meat too
Freckled view, favorite face, attuned
Glowing beauty, actually a duo
Plump, and buxom, procure Mammarries
Veiny, bouncy, free
against me, then give me a boost
And put me up on a throne
And I'll be your god
I'll grab your buxom, and I'll grab your thighs
And fill you with my
balance now I strut it down to customs
Greeted by a driver in a dress all buxom
Uh hum, we reclaim the
Wang on this side so I ain't thinkin bout fuckin
I'm
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