domingo, 17 de abril de 2011

para mi mimosa

Sí yo soy un bucanero

Sin parche ni pata palo
 

Para que coño los quiero
 
Si yo no soy de los malos

Yo soy un pirata bueno
 

Que ha encayao entre tus piernas
 
Rebotao del mar revuelto
 
De tu levantar de cejas

De cuando frunces el ceño

No hay mensaje en mi botella.

jueves, 7 de abril de 2011

S . E . X .


No is a dirty word,
Never gonna say it first,
No is just a thought that never crosses my mind.
Maybe in the parking lot,
Better bring your friend along,
Better rock together than just one at a time.


S is for the simple need.
E is for the ecstasy.
X is just to mark the spot,
Because that's the one you really want.
 Sex is always the answer, it's never a question, 
 Coz the answer's yes, oh the answers 
Not just a suggestion, if you ask a question,
Then it's always yes. Yeeeah!

I'm loving what you wanna wear,
I wonder what's up under there?
Wonder if I'll ever have it under my tongue?
I love to try to set you free,
I love you all over me.
Love to hear the sound you make the second you're done.