Facepork

What a strange feel in the morning, what I felt I can’t see I read a sex blog of my wife at the screen of my pc What a strange sound in the evening at my room, I have a look I caught my son in the bed with her friend of facebook I never saw you face up that picture there, you sent yesterday by msn I don’t even know your voice, it was dead on last-fm, you can bury it  at my space is even cheeper…Would you tweet me just one night please…Would your love just one night until the end of fire….

Would you enjoy Facepork hey-days? From the morning till the sun goes down We’ll assure the right lad for ya! A person, a mother, a wife, a sister, a bitch for this century….

If you make a song for this days, please don’t complain is already on emule, I downloaded it yesterday…If you make a song for this day, it’s straight  99 cent, is better spent your days to prostitute yourself I never saw you face up that picture there, you sent yesterday by msn I don’t even know your voice, it was dead on last-fm, you can bury it  at my space is even cheeper…Would you hear me just one night please…Would your love just one night until the end of fire….

Would you enjoy Facepork hey-days? From the morning till the sun goes down We’ll assure the right lad for ya! A person, a mother, a wife, a sister, a bitch for this century….