fly Your sandy hair floats in the air to me its like a lullaby, i'm just flying by, oh so high, like a kite tied to skate, trying to escape.... from the lust of our love... flying, like a dove.
i'm so hot, i want butt. if you sweat, i will bet that i will be wet. i'm so gay, every day, i pay, for a latino man whore named Enrique. My throat hurts so bad, i'm kind of sad, this new man, he is really rad, he makes me act bad.
fo rizzo, my nizzo. |