Machines don't need a breather
Machines don't need a breather
You had to look for wood, didn't you?
Do i catch your eye?
I'm housework and you'll do me
Body warmth is cure for cold
Let's hang, fuck and whatnot
You're brand new, let's rip your seal
In private i'll dance on your pole
Give me a better quote
The toes are the tip
If it's buff stick it in
Wilderness is fucking in tents
Prepare me for college, daddy