Had me screaming for it o my god
Had me dreaming of it ur too fine
Now ur rushing me rushing me out the door
You might be stressing
But ur f***ing something
O darling sing with me ur a braid all weaved in sheets
Turning your face apple red while your legs are cast in led
Mounder - Sunday Lyrics
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Had me screaming for it o my god
Had me dreaming of it ur too fine
Now ur rushing me rushing me out the door
You might be stressing
But ur f***ing something
O darling sing with me ur a braid all weaved in sheets
Turning your face apple red while your legs are cast in led
Had me dreaming of it ur too fine
Now ur rushing me rushing me out the door
You might be stressing
But ur f***ing something
O darling sing with me ur a braid all weaved in sheets
Turning your face apple red while your legs are cast in led
Writer: Graham McCullough
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