Текст (слова) песни: David Lee Roth - Your Filthy Little Mouth
I know that everything in America Must end with a kiss But all of your addictions Won`t make me a prince
Guys gotta see it Girls just love to hear Then lend me your ear She needed classical music Or she couldn`t make love at all And I was up there frequently And bringin` down the walls
Drop dead bombshell Clean-cut classy gal She was a good pal And if you turned up the volume You could hear the demons call "Fuck me like Chopin Or don`t fuck me at all
Tell me what you want And I`ll take the scenic route Tell me what you want With Your Filthy Little Mouth How bout a little Henry Miller With your Huckleberry Finn Assume the position, honey Let`s begin
You can do your penance Right along with that special sin And it`s gotta be good If we both want it so bad Make you wanna sell your soul Or maybe you already have Call me sweet lordy, high-master Jesus Tell me that you want it Right where you`re breathin` Just let go
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