Luyện nghe bài hát Texting an Alien

At the
At the I'm throwing biscuits down
O' street, it's pointless and I don't why
I'm it to be honest

At the she's
At the
She's suggesting texting an
With custard on her hand with tongue in Ireland

At the
At the minute I'm just wearing Lynx Africa and talking about crisps in pasta dishes

At the she's
At the minute she's putting the jackets on the coated tablets and listening to the new jet sounds or

Oh sex pesto...It was all she knows from the tip of her tongue to the tip of her

You big weirdo licking flat coke the horny nettles of Barcode

Out of it
Out of it
I look at and I'm out of it

Out of it
Out of it
I look at and I'm out of it

Yeah I look at your photos to piss me off from to time
I wish I had a cap gun for every time you said one
Got sent to the office for
What would it be like if everyone was going around everywhere?
What you do?

a photo
of
I look him and I'm out of it

Out of it
Out of it
I at him and I'm out of it

She races her slugs to salt lines but you don't mind do you? Do you? Sometimes I wanna watch