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Fistful Of Love

 

Fistful Of Love

(album: Beast Of Bourbon - 2004)


You're a beauty, look so fine
The fairest maid I've ever seen
One single glance into your eyes
Sends shivers running down my spine

I long for you every single hour
I long for you with every draw of breath
To listen to your voice when you are gently talking
Makes me feel eternal bliss

I am of ancient manners
Believe in ancient rites
Got some old-fashioned present
For you, my love, tonight

Fistful! fistful! fistful of love!
Into your poop-shoot, into your ass!
Fistful! fistful! fistful of love!
An other access?
Fistful! fistful! fistful of love!
Into your poop-shoot, into your ass!

You and me will last forever
I'll ever be right by your side
With tender arms I will embrace you
I will hold you through the night

I am a man with great refinement
I am a man of high esteem
Walking the way from ivy-league to stoneage
It is shorter than it seems

I am of ancient manners
Believe in ancient rites
Got some old-fashioned present
For you, my love, tonight

Fistful! fistful! fistful of love!
Into your poop-shoot, into your ass!
Fistful! fistful! fistful of love!
An other access?
Fistful! fistful! fistful of love!
Into your poop-shoot, into your ass!

Your gentle touch now makes me shiver
I yearn for you with all my heart
The load of amors joyous quiver
Is cocked and ready to depart

I am a man with great refinement
I am a man of high esteem
Walking the way from ivy-league to stoneage-it
Is shorter than it seems

I am of ancient manners
Believe in ancient rites
Got some old-fashioned present
For you, my love, tonight

Fistful! fistful! fistful of love!
Into your poop-shoot, into your ass!
Fistful! fistful! fistful of love!
An other access?
Fistful! fistful! fistful of love!
Into your poop-shoot, into your ass!

done

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