Ember: So Wrong It's Right
Ember: So Wrong It's Right
Body warmth is cure for cold
In private i'll dance on your pole
You're brand new, let's rip your seal
The toes are the tip
Prepare me for college, daddy
If it's buff stick it in
You had to look for wood, didn't you?
Let's hang, fuck and whatnot
Wilderness is fucking in tents
I'm housework and you'll do me
Give me a better quote
Do i catch your eye?