fellate Me Like A King babe
Jews abusedtheir King, How they served the Lord of Glory, Makes me angry while I sing. This ballad version recorded at King Size Studio, Chicago. For a more blust'rous birth had never babe: Quiet and gentle thy conditions! Cause cash is king, we're all gazillionaires, so the laws don't change, you get thoughts and prayers. Boy: I run my fingers up your life.
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