Stephen Lynch Lyrics
Stephen Lynch Lyrics
"Classic Rock Song Lyrics"
Barbershop Lyrics
[friend talking to Ghostface] Hey yo man, what's the deal fam (yo yo) Yo stay on top of that nigga when you gettin your
[friend talking to Ghostface] Hey yo man, what's the deal fam (yo yo) Yo stay on top of that nigga when you gettin your
Classic Rock Song - Stephen Lynch
I get home late from work tonight
Baby, my body's achin'.
Can't stop thinkin' 'bout you and me
And the love that we'll be makin'.
So I chill the champagne
Light a candle or two
(Baby, all the t
Hate Letter Lyrics
(drums fade in) (bird chirping sounds) (Dave) Bu-dup-bup-um-bwhy-yaye-yaye..... woah... woah...hings I'ma do to you)
I love you so much my little heart is breakin'.
Let's make love
Oh baby, let's make love
Your body fits me like a glove
So baby, let's make love
(Baby, let's make love, oooh yeah)
Baby let's make love, ye
Ain't nobody in the world
In love as we are.
Making love to you's like being inside a shooting star.
Now I'm in so deep, baby, we're groovin
(Love the way your body is movin')
Then I pull it out just a little bit
And I accidentally stick it in your butthole.
I put it in your butthole.
I swear that wasn't my goal
To put it all up in your bootyhole.
And I swear
I'll never do it again.
...Unless you kinda liked it.
(drums fade in) (bird chirping sounds) (Dave) Bu-dup-bup-um-bwhy-yaye-yaye..... woah... woah...
I love you so much my little heart is breakin'.
Let's make love
Oh baby, let's make love
Your body fits me like a glove
So baby, let's make love
(Baby, let's make love, oooh yeah)
Baby let's make love, ye
Raped By The Servant Of God Lyrics
holy man of bastard lie -"Let your children come to me.." kneel ! do not fear silence! suck my holy spe
ah, yeah, alright holy man of bastard lie -"Let your children come to me.." kneel ! do not fear silence! suck my holy spe
Ain't nobody in the world
In love as we are.
Making love to you's like being inside a shooting star.
Now I'm in so deep, baby, we're groovin
(Love the way your body is movin')
Then I pull it out just a little bit
Upon the Cross Lyrics
Upon the Cross he did not die, they tortured him, but he survived Smuggled across the open sea, to Southern France, tranqu
too far Upon the Cross he did not die, they tortured him, but he survived Smuggled across the open sea, to Southern France, tranqu
And I accidentally stick it in your butthole.
I put it in your butthole.
I swear that wasn't my goal
To put it all up in your bootyhole.
And I swear
I'll never do it again.
...Unless you kinda liked it.