Paroles Of Ill Repute

Paroles de Of Ill Repute

I'll be your famulas
Your sex without the fuss
I'm breaking my fist with a one-inch punch
And I'm breaking your hymen with a little bit more

You're rather rude to a parvenu

On Green Street Avenue
I must surpass with hullabaloo
So I can get my thrills

Cash can't buy my soul
But it can fill a hole
I gave you sex
I gave you pleasure
I gave you pain
I gave you lust
You gave me S
You gave me T
You gave me D
You gave me up

You're rather rude to a parvenu
On Green Street Avenue
I must surpass with hullabaloo
So I can get my thrills
You're rather rude to a parvenu
On Green Street Avenue
I must surpass with hullabaloo
So I can get my thrills

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