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