I'm not your pussy, I'm an adult mighty tiger, look into my eyes
The maid is paid so little, she's only wearing stockings
A lot of thoughts in my head is the way to burning
The forks of the roads in Los Angeles and the city itself are my favorites
Stole all my clothes while I was sleeping on a picnic
I climbed on the bed in my shoes and covered myself with a newspaper
The inscription I love on my hands in the same style