Еремеева Ирина

My boy is mad hot, one touch I'm shell shot, makes my heart five a try, nonstop, could've been the one that's been, oh man, could've been the past thing, just a little boom boom bang, but we keep going again and going again, oh, this healing won't stop, he makes me jackpot, our eyes are bloodshed, don't strike, think we got a perfect gentleman, and every bit of luck we can, cause we got my ace in hand, can we go around again, around again, this must be love, cause every night I wear the tongue tied up, hello guys, this comes like double dogs, like we drank too much, yeah, once we touch, oh, words come out like, from the new