Luyện nghe bài hát Screwing You On The Beach At Night

Nothing heats up my jacuzzi when
this used thong I found and bedazzled with
brushes ever so gently against boobs.

I it's hard to believe that one man
could have a ponytail this and
distract an aggressive hawk that's you.

I my haiku's are freaking intense
but even the words I up to sound French
don't my feelings for your toilet parts.
I would show up for our class
like a pirate with John Water's mustache
On a that shits your name in stars.

Fuckings cool, but Jimmy's the type.
Loitering on cliffs, thinking about like,
Screwing you on the at night. [x2]

One milkshake, two straws.

Fuckings cool, but Jimmy's the type.
Loitering on cliffs, thinking about like,
Screwing you on the at night. [x2]

I (Don't I)
so (Sound so)
(Sexy)
(Echo.)[x2]

the doves!