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The Sodomite

Los Caballeros de la Quema

El Sodomita

Quiero tacklearte sin tanto circo ,
Vas a sentir el suelo un poco duro .
Si me salpico cuando goteás ,
Voy a pedirle socorro a tu lengua .

Tus malabares me asordinan ,
No juno ni las bombas en el techo ,
Aunque papá te prohiba la cascada ,
Decime quién te va espiar de madrugada .

El frío no me cabe en los bolsillos ,
Este paseo me está desfigurando .
Van cuatro horas , no pedís minuto ,
Tanto ital park comienza a marearme .

Lo que me arregla es tu cintura ,
Tu ombligo casto de tanta mojadura .
Mientras me muerdas sin pedir peaje ,
Voy a ser siempre tu pecado mas mimoso .

Placeres , malparidos
Placeres , no habilitados

Los mariditos aprenden modales
Y se conocen todos tus caprichos .
Conmigo nena , no esperes postre ,
Ser caballero es tan complicado .

Lo que me arregla es tu cintura ,
Tu ombligo casto de tanta mojadura .
Mientras me muerdas sin pedir peaje ,
Voy a ser siempre tu pecado mas mimoso .

Placeres , malparidos
Placeres , no habilitados
Esta bien , me obligaste, puedo ser tu trotsky

Noche turra , noche turra , noche turra y sin premios
Noche turra , noche turra , fuck you man !!!

Fuck you man !!!

The Sodomite

I wanna tackle you without all the circus,
You're gonna feel the ground a little hard.
If I get splashed when you drip,
I'm gonna ask your tongue for help.

Your juggling deafens me,
I don't even notice the bombs on the roof,
Even if daddy forbids you the waterfall,
Tell me who's gonna spy on you in the early morning.

The cold doesn't fit in my pockets,
This ride is disfiguring me.
It's been four hours, you don't ask for a minute,
So much amusement park is starting to make me dizzy.

What fixes me is your waist,
Your chaste belly from so much wetness.
While you bite me without asking for toll,
I'll always be your most affectionate sin.

Pleasures, bastards
Pleasures, not allowed

The hubbies learn manners
And know all your whims.
With me, baby, don't expect dessert,
Being a gentleman is so complicated.

What fixes me is your waist,
Your chaste belly from so much wetness.
While you bite me without asking for toll,
I'll always be your most affectionate sin.

Pleasures, bastards
Pleasures, not allowed
Alright, you forced me, I can be your Trotsky.

Wild night, wild night, wild night and no prizes
Wild night, wild night, fuck you man!!!

Fuck you man!!!

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