Beer Glass Massage (Umputer) versuri
Peng Weng
Beer Glass Massage (Umputer) lyrics by Peng Weng
He drinks in the Flying Scotsman, every afternoon. He stands right in front of the stage and sniffs the girls when their legs are raised
He doesn’t care who can’t see in the rest of the room, when he’s matching samples of his time with this embarrassment of womankind
He begins bad booking Brenda, cause she chose a sad tune to dance to. He loves a stripper to behave like a penny pound sterling slave
Ebony takes out her titties, to make them bop to a pop tune. She rubs her nipple’s near his face, before she buries it in a big boob embrace
He pulls back drains his Stella, then spurts it all over her arse. She flops over with a gasp, then he gives her a beer glass massage
She spins her braids around and laughs as he continues her beer glass massage
