Lyrics - B.o.h.i.c.a by Evil Dead

It's only humanprimeval instinctinternal urges, the way all
Men thinkromantic setting, or in the back seatfor free of money just grinding our meat
BEND
OVER
HERE
IT
COMES
AGAIN!
To hell with rubbers
I need the moisturea real woman, and not a picturea gleaming brown eye, between two nice buns
Subsonic friction, until one of us comes.
BEND
OVER
HERE
IT
COMES
AGAIN!
Black or white,
I don't discriminate
FK all the bigots; they can stay home and masturbateso girl beware of my probing anal tongue dart
I'll kiss your bush, and spread your cheeks aprt
BEND
OVER
HERE
IT
COMES
AGAIN

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