Wake up feeling good Go to bed frequently lost in the wood A soldier?s tale of soul winning love No drunken stuff spewing out of my mouth All over now
soldiers Come up on the hills with the little boy soldiers Come out on the hills by little boy soldiers Come on outside, I'll sing you a lullaby Or tell a tale
'Cause it's a union of androgyny That lingers like the plague Know it's still a question of gender Imagine she's pretending that she's hooked on
love that dick, daddy do me good Bad ass sugar girl, from the hood Puff the do-do, you can keep the wood Queen of thr Dirty, it's understood I had a soldier
Fordítás: A Jó, a Rossz és a Királynő. Soldier meséje.
