Ten thirty, god i hate the morning
Quarter to eleven, god this job's so fuckin' boring
Can't stand it, grab the bathroom key
Quick, lock the door and check it three times
Alone at last
Seat down, pants down, legs open wide
Hands thrust down inside
Deep, deep inside
Oh my god, oh my god
Oh,
(oh!), oh
Oh my god
Oh my god, oh my god
Oh,
(oh! oh!)
Oh my god
Writer(s): Brandon Green, Steve Keanu Tandaju, Donald Hoitink, Mimoun Steven Kwik, Bianca Landrau, Jefferson Jr., Umberto Da Silva Tavares, Rasmus Budny, Pyramids In Paris, Ludmila Oliveira Da Silva, Albin Tengbland
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