I’m a ***** little birdy
You groom my feathers till I’m flirty,
It’s funny cause you’re thirty
Keep telling me I’m “Purdy”
Just so mature
Just so mature
So mature, yes sir!
Just ***** inside and ***** outside,
It’s not mud ill truthfully confide,
Got caught, spider trap, cause you weren’t doing time,
Vampire bat bit my neck I can’t feel any limb of mine,
Tiny body of bones and red fruit punch liquid, oh yeah, you’re super pure, likewise!
Now I’ll show you something,
Yeah, I’ll ******* show you loving!
I’m a ***** little birdy
You groom my feathers till I’m flirty,
It’s funny cause you’re thirty
Keep telling me I’m “Purdy”
Just so mature
Just so mature
So mature, yes sir!
If I could. Oh, if I could.
Take my time, you stay tied,
Black chair, plastic sheets,
Floor to ceiling I’ll change the tide,
By the end I’ll bleed you dry,
Just for that, I’d pay the price.
why the **** do men