Letras:
Amos Tori Boys For Pele

: Slag pit, stag shit, oh honey, bring it close to my lips, yes. Don't blow those brains yet, we gotta be big boy, we gotta be big, heh. Starfucker,

honey do drop in at the Dew Drop Inn. I said sweet... sweet... sweet... between the boys and the bees. It's sweet-sweet-sweet, sweet... sweet... yes, Between the boys

me, hiding. Who... ho, who... ho, who...ho, yes. Thought I knew myself so well, all the dolls I had. Took my leather off the shelf, your apocalypse was fab. For

: Hah... hah... ha-ha. She's a Beauty Queen. Ha... in my sweet bean bag in the street, Take it down out to the laundry scene... Don't know why she's

: Not the Red Baron. Not Charlie Brown. Think I've got the message figured. Another pilot down. And are there devils with halos in beautiful capes, Taking

Springtime of his voodoo. He-he-he was going to show me spring. Who... who who... And right there for a minute, I knew you so... well. And right there for

Russians die on the ice (hee). I got my rape hat on, honey, but I always could accessorize (hee). And I never cared too much for the money, but I know

: Sure that star can twinkle... and you're watching it do... Boy so hard, boy so hard, but I know a girl twice as hard. And I'm sure, said I'm sure she

s Kaiser Wilhelm, Or a civilized syllabub, to blow your mind. Figure it out. She, she's a goodtime fella. She got a little fund to fight for Moneypenny