Fool leaves it there (Sot-l’y-laisse)

Ah fuck whore, pleasure to fuck
When the slut come offered and spread.
The waking neighbour hears you screaming
And he jerks off hard just imagining.

All to the recall, bold, valiant, guns,
Of all those who were in the dance
And that the foutrerie is led with cadence.
And long and often let's fuck deep
Women know how to pretend and to be sure
At random visits, handing you over to a buddy,
confiding in Sapho that she is eating pussy
And feeling your two hands at the dough as a duo
Working to make sure the job is done
Right on time, pick you up, fuck you,
Leave nothing of it and then start again,
Knowing you're satisfied, wanting above all else.

To tap you on the glans, so good to share,
to revitalise your penis and get you to fuck me, too, so that it jumps,
What a beautiful picture of hunting as the bar is high.
Where the game surrenders and comes back for more
When he sees his hunter eager to shoot well.
Convention takes a fucking beating
It's imagination that gives us wings.
Take a wrong turn and get laid
Come on beautiful friend because you know how to do it.
Be proud my lovely to reach these heights
You see, dots on the ‘’I’s’’ and crosses on the ‘’T‘s’’, we're in the box spring.
And when it comes to sex and pleasure without foreboding
We can all sperm, under the cobblestones the beach.
In verses and choruses, let us go without weakness
We will take your thighs and leave you alone.

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