you say love is a hell you cannot bear and i say gimme mine back and then go there for all i care

Bros before hos
disagree on the sidelines.
Fight for a fee, the man needs a maid.
The maid needs a maid.

Bros before hos is a rule, read the guidelines
you trouble me
your breasts heave when you sing
your mouth should be working for me for free.

Sewing up the fold ‘cause I’ve been laid up,
will you put on the fire for me,
draw the bath and remind me to eat?
You won’t need a real job,
you won’t need a real job because I would love to pay for you,
you could be a good wife to me.
I would love to pay for you,
you are the maid for me.

tinkle time

 BLANG BLANG

 Eat your heart out Horatio you fuckin' cunt.

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