Sucking on a tap that never dries,could you take it
in agony of pleasurei crumble to my kneesi lick your
in the aquariumyou stroked a greasy rayjust at the end
I walk through the heatherUnderneath the skyThe leaves have never
Somewhere in the autumn seaThe kind of love you are
I'm in love with a Beautiful Girl,Yes I'm in love
Well I take off my clothes with you,But I'm not
We head downhill, my hands fly backOur fingers freeze, our
Do you wonder like I doWhat goes on inside of
(she's certainly clickot)(she's certainly cruel)she was tapering to a pointin
It was in the city of shameThat I found I
man next door came round one nightto ask me for
napoleonwore a black hatate lots of chickenand conquered half europenapoleonwas
Oh do policemen sing?
Take a breath, take a breath, take a breathHoney take
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