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"FUCK ME DEAD"

EDELTRAUD 3=> TO HAVE AND HAVE NOT

AVRA
TUESDAY AFTERNOON
28/1/2014

"FUCK ME DEAD"
(Room 26, 27, 28)


Room 26, 27, 28,
For every one to get those rooms is now too late,
Albanian workers have come in to gut them out,
So you and I and everyone can do without.

REFRAIN

I donít know who is poor and who is rich,
Lonely I watch the sea in Avra Beach,
I've got a bitter taste in my mouth,
The big blue waves keep coming from the south,
The weather in the continent is cold,
I fuck four times a day, I'm not that old.

STYLE MODULATION


Last morning she just gave me a blow job,
And then she came on top and fucked my knob,
Although I'm not in love I liked the fuck,
She slides up and down, she gets a slap,
She says, "Fuck me hard, fuck me, my sweet",
I fuck her, suck her nipps, play with her clit,
I lift my legs and penetrate her deep,
And keep on fucking though the hill is steep,
She gets too wild, loudly she screams,
Her climax lets free her downward streams,
She really has a lot of juice this mare,
It's always like we are in a fuck fair,
Then she collapses flat on top of me,
I have to slide under to get free,
I come on top of her and lift her up,
I give on both her buttocks a good slap,
As if I was her pimp and she my whore,
I fuck her even harder than before,
I slide deep and nail her on the bed,
She pushes back, she groans, "Fuck me dead",
Before I have the time to act as told,
Deep where I am I shoot my heavy load,
She shouts, "Yeah, my baby, give me all,
Fuck me and flood me in my every hole,"
She tightens, not a drop goes outside,
Then we begin on cloud nine to glide,
Softly and imperceptive as we float,
This is our way to fuck; not to fuck not.



STYLE MODULATION

Room 26, 27, 28,
Are just some memories of other love affairs,
Love was enough for me, but if there was some hate,
Input by others, and by now no one cares.

REFRAIN

Expecting all the tourists, "poor" and "rich",
I watch the demolition of this beach,
My body bathed in my new lover's scent,
Another month or so and then it's spring,
I wonder what new flower scents will bring,
Why should I care who came and who went?
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