Tanyusha Sandomirskaya🇮🇹

Oh, you pretty things, don't you know you're driving, you're my business, my business, say. Oh, you pretty things, don't you know you're driving, you're my business, my business, say. Let me make it plain, gotta make way for the whole superior. Oh, look out at your children, see their faces in golden rays. Don't kid yourself, they belong to you, they're the start of the calming race. The author's a bitch, we finished our news, homo sapiens have outgrown their use. All the strangers came today, and it looks as though they're here to stay. Oh, you pretty things.