I'm such a romantic (feat. Furco)

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1969 psychedelic rock from Newcastle, UK Colin Gibson (bass) - Kenny Craddock (keyboards) - Graham Bell (vocals) - Alan White (drums) - Pete Kirtley (guitar) more »

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I just beat it up
Then I eat her out
Cuz its kinda fun
When she's screamin' loud
I'm a demon now
In a beamer, wow
Light is beaming downs
Heavens speakin' loud
God is reaching down
Hell your seekin' out
Close yo' bleeding mouth
'Fore I beat it closed
Everybody knows
Kickin' bitches out
I'm just cleanin' house

I am a monster
Realistic or mythical
I'm a promiscuous cynic
I need of a new mental clinic
Before I go biblical
I am a criminal
I am a literal, pitiful addict
Dropping' these bars so erratic
I am emphatic
I am so magic
I am Aladdin
I have been maddened
I have been maddened

I need some pussy, I'm such a romantic
I need some drugs, just keeping old habits
(Old habits)
I just wanna f*ck, just f*ck, no baggage
I just wanna f*ck, just f*ck, no baggage like
(No baggage)

I need some pussy, I'm such a romantic
I need some drugs, just keeping old habits
I just wanna f*ck, just f*ck, no baggage like
I just wanna f*ck, just f*ck, no baggage like

I need some pussy, I'm such a romantic
I need some drugs, just keeping old habits
I just wanna f*ck, just f*ck, no baggage
I just wanna f*ck, just f*ck, no baggage like

I need some pussy, I'm such a romantic
I need some drugs, just keeping old habits
I just wanna f*ck, just f*ck, no baggage like
I just wanna f*ck, just f*ck, no baggage like

I just wanna f*ck her, feel her spiritual energy
She's a supermodel girl she grew up way out in Beverly
I don't care if I go ruin my jeopardy
That would be my number one loss
I'm hitting missionary, legs are up she's gotta bite on my cross
A lot of creamin' the sauce, but I ain't dipping it slow
There's gotta be a V8 engine that is tucked in below
There ain't no way that I am wifin' a ho
I'm only here for the fun
Don't get it twisted bitch you are not having my son
F*ck a first base, I'm here to hit a home run
Her hands are gripped she cocks it back like she is holding a gun
But she ain't gangsta
Body going back and forth kinda like the pacer
She's got me trying all these New tricks like a prankster
She got me lyin' on the bottom like a heavyweight anchor
I'm rolling up blunts while she's giving me dome
She said let's make a movie well film on my phone, okay
I'll beat it up like Sylvester Stallone today
She seen my money go up she was blown away
I think I'm an animal
I eat pussy like a cannibal
I'm a sick f*ck call me Hannibal
She slurpin' my dick like a Danimal
I am like Kenneth Faried
I'm a Manimal
It's not understandable
I got the keys to the Rolls Royce
Baby, get in it, let's slide
It's kinda crazy how the way we collide
Come on

I need some pussy, I'm such a romantic
I need some drugs, just keeping old habits
(Old habits)
I just wanna f*ck, just f*ck, no baggage
I just wanna f*ck, just f*ck, no baggage like
(No baggage)

I need some pussy, I'm such a romantic
I need some drugs, just keeping old habits
I just wanna f*ck, just f*ck, no baggage like
I just wanna f*ck, just f*ck, no baggage like

I need some pussy, I'm such a romantic
I need some drugs, just keeping old habits
I just wanna f*ck, just f*ck, no baggage
I just wanna f*ck, just f*ck, no baggage like

I need some pussy, I'm such a romantic
I need some drugs, just keeping old habits
I just wanna f*ck, just f*ck, no baggage like
I just wanna f*ck, just f*ck, no baggage like

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