on portionne Refrain (x2) : Coupe le cake, coupe, coupe le cake, Vas y coupe le cake, coupe, coupe le cake Coupe, coupe, coupe, coupe, coupe le cake
say (cheese cake) looser than her sister (cheese cake) mmm, her sugar gets me high she knows I can't resist her (cheese cake) got my fingers in her pie (cheese cake) (cheese cake
enough into these years I don't care if it's spring summer winter or fall Make no fuss about the seasons, 'cause I like 'em all Here on earth I'll have my cake
year Bella she was born today... BELLA'S Birthday Cake was burning Bella's BIRTHDAY Cake was burning Bella's Birthday CAKE was burning Bella's Birthday Cake
: You're such a mystery It's never clear to me You're always leaving me second guessing All I wanna know is Baby where you go Where you been when you
: You know I can't pretend It's not an accident I have become somebody else So much I want to say You see me everyday I wish that I could should it out
: I wasn't really leaving I was just college gone I thought that love could last From September to May Got back just in time 'Cause you were moving
: Summer's kickin' in, I can feel the heat Comin' through my car window Friday nights are red brake lights Stuck in here like cargo Dead or alive on
Tell me, "All right.'' I could be on your shelf, could be the risk you take. I'm a cup of hot coffee, I'm a piece of cake. Piece of cake. I'm the
: I live in a cake the one that I make don't wanna hear about my mistakes this is the chance I take I live in a cake the one that I make try not to worry
this "time for segregation" libido, libido fascination, too much oral defacation White trash get down on your knees, time for cake and sodomy White trash get down on your knees, time for cake
a soul cake, please good missus a soul cake. One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all. A soul, a soul cake, please good missus a soul cake
just like to try some carrot cake and wine, Can't I try, taste my carrot cake, Why can't I try? Why should I lie? Taste my, try some, buy my Carrot cake
: [Guitar Solo Mike Flyntz]
wants to dance It needs a little more than bread To cure the spirit's ache Give it a little cake! Come, you all kick up the cakewalk, 'Cause we got cake
Now ive gone door to door And where ive looked so bored And I know less now than ever before In the morning she bakes her face into a cake Hot enough
