Jesus H Christ , The 4 Hornsmen Of The Apocalypse - Nipples
It’s summer
So you can see my nipples
Yes, it’s summer
Nipples, nipples, nipples
In the summer
N-n-n-na-na-na-na
Melons…
Who can concentrate with all these boobies in our faces?
Can I babysit your twins?
Knockers
Excuse me mademoiselle
I guess that I was staring
I can’t look you in the eye.
Hooters…
Bouncing, shaking, heaving
Necklace moving when you’re breathing.
Shimmying, shaking, swaying, sweating
I can see your heart beating
I guess she will never drown with those torpedos
She jumps rope and gets black eyes.
It’s summer. So you can see my nipples, yes it’s summer.
It’s summer so we can see your nipples.
Yes it’s summer.
So you can see my nipples
Yes, it’s summer
Nipples, nipples, nipples
In the summer
N-n-n-na-na-na-na
Melons…
Who can concentrate with all these boobies in our faces?
Can I babysit your twins?
Knockers
Excuse me mademoiselle
I guess that I was staring
I can’t look you in the eye.
Hooters…
Bouncing, shaking, heaving
Necklace moving when you’re breathing.
Shimmying, shaking, swaying, sweating
I can see your heart beating
I guess she will never drown with those torpedos
She jumps rope and gets black eyes.
It’s summer. So you can see my nipples, yes it’s summer.
It’s summer so we can see your nipples.
Yes it’s summer.
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