Buddy, why's my brain so muddy? Why do I feel like putty When she walkin' to the room? Touch my tooter, smoocher Sonny, it ain't all milk and honey
Buddy - why's my brain so muddy why do I feel like putty when she walks into the room (touch my tooter) sonny - it ain't all milk and honey and I don
lob some spit at the window watch it drop down the pane it's only the guilty who concern themselves with clearing their names you bring tidings of hope
Fordítás: Képzel. Touch My fúvós.
: Buddy - why's my brain so muddy why do I feel like putty when she walks into the room (touch my tooter) sonny - it ain't all milk and honey and I