Luyện nghe bài hát Faxed Invitation

I don't get dirty
with two
and white flakes and
wrestling you do it
you do it
go with the body
stroking
clutches
on the lip to lip
and blond chocolate eye

I wanna get dirty
with two
and white flakes and
would you do it
you do it
go down with the
stroking
clutches
on the lip to lip
black and chocolate eye

up at me
your olive
unmarked beauty unconnected
I feel the heat of you
like you me to
up close and
no seperate
fantastic
so fantastic like
is a catsuit of fifteen colours

faxed
to with bells
technicolour
pushing
don't knock,
honey pure twisted
squeeze libido
....
I feel so
you
you give me
this one cold, one hot
purple burning fast (?)

deep voice, head
shooting behind the eyes
and on the piss stains on a beautiful day
company and legs
look you
you look to me

i see you in an shop
and clean and like a hope
he smoked a cigarette
looking smelling something surgical
that leaves a upon his neck
where the place where you talking
when you looked so
why you hiding
when I saw you in an shop
and like a hope

I want pretty to give me time
mmmm and fit, smelling good
an lie
calling
eye
change the way I feel, on a
and (bang?) jesus me on a yellow xylophone
going
you look at me with your brown eyes
lest we
angel at the
fiction/friction (?)....?
I was born a cartoon eye
and a style
very strong (of) freedom, liberty

mmmm voice

mmmm deep

deep voice