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Bulletboys - F#9 lyrics
Ow! My, my, my, said the spider to the fly I got some toys I think you might wanna try I'm selling pleasure by the pound No, no, no, said it's best that I go 'Fore my resistance hits an all-time low Dim the lights, too sweet to play I thought that I heard somebody say Do you want it sleazy? I can make it easy Come running to me If you like 'em real I can make the deal That's all you'll get from me Hey, hey, hey, she said today's the day Never stop, please just run in and pray He drinks his hemlock on the rocks Woo! Do you really want a second more? I heard her screaming through the door Do you want it sleazy? I can make it easy Come running to me If you like it real We can make a deal Lie, deceive, treachery Ooo-hoo! Ooo, honey said can't ya see I'm not so bad for me Whoa! Do you want it sleazy? I can make it easy Come running to me I said if you like it real We can make a deal Oh! If you like it sleazy I can make it easy Well come running to me And If you like it real We will make a deal Lies deceive with treachery |
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