deep down south lived a hombre named john
he was good with his hands but even better with his tongue
one day at the crossroads the devil asked him to stop
said the heavens full of women and they just wont drop..
poor little john had to take his stand
he looked the devil in the eye with his tool in his hand
said ` flllfkkklljjmu´ and drooled so much
the devil turnt away and was seen crunching his nuts..
and the hombre named john continued his good work
the heavens full of women who cant even talk
whispering the tale of the hombre named john
with a smile on their faces they praise on his tongue..
hey, just dont drop..
you gotta ask him to stop
or not
he was good with his hands but even better with his tongue
one day at the crossroads the devil asked him to stop
said the heavens full of women and they just wont drop..
poor little john had to take his stand
he looked the devil in the eye with his tool in his hand
said ` flllfkkklljjmu´ and drooled so much
the devil turnt away and was seen crunching his nuts..
and the hombre named john continued his good work
the heavens full of women who cant even talk
whispering the tale of the hombre named john
with a smile on their faces they praise on his tongue..
hey, just dont drop..
you gotta ask him to stop
or not
oletus
- Kirjaudu tai rekisteröidy kommentoidaksesi