the lumpy cassock on the other side Kathy Kathoolica. In the box from 3 to 4. Rocky rock 'n' roller. Sometimes up and sometimes down. In the long run. Take the path down on the ground. Between
Cristal. J'ai pensé sept ans de malheur. Le jour où mon pauvre cœur s'est brisé. C'était un miroir à sa splendeur. Mais elle s'est lassée de s'y contempler C'était une coupe remplie à toute heure.
dance and drink and smoke a cigarette. I'm goin' as far away from Yonkers as a girl can get. So and on those cold winter nights, Horace. You can snuggle up to your cash register It's a bit lumpy but it
. And we'll laughing at your folded ass. They'll call you lumpy after I done put knots. All over your fuckin' forehead Yeah, hey, hey little boy, come here. How'd you like it if I tied your neck in a