You didn’t think about my son How you smell, how you taste, girl it slowly fades I forget just how you sound on top of me Oh the birds and the bees and the hollatree swim in your ocean, no pivoties, whoa
You didn’t think about my son How you smell, how you taste, girl it slowly fades I forget just how you sound on top of me Oh the birds and the bees and the hollatree swim in your ocean, no pivoties, whoa