Pulsions bourgeoises
Pulsions bourgeoises
Trouble in high heels
You feel it now, you little slut?
Migraine is gone and this is what's left
You may enter the back door
We stay naked inside only
Getting canned means free to fuck then?
Demolish me
One extra but not to spare
Mom is not putting out?
Try it to see if it fits you
Let us try the reverb with moaning