I feel like a star
I feel like a star
Under the mask there is a slut
There you go, that's the itch
This is my cake's candle, son
You have to fill your father's boots
We're hungry, papi!
She's slim but chances are big
Don't burst yet!
The pressure must be somewhere else
Pick your pleasure
You don't need babysitting anymore
If internet is out...
Can we try these positions?