pouty
$WAGGOT
[Chorus]
So talented how he makes that
Pouty
I-hate-cock face
Mouth around it
Can't muster tears
'Til he deep-throats it
At that point, does it matter?
I doubt it
So talented how he makes that
Pouty
I-hate-cock face
Mouth around it
Can't muster tears
'Til he's deep-throating
At that point, does he need to?
I doubt it
[Post-Chorus]
You see right through me
I know that you like it
I know you're a faggot
I know that you crave it
Just like candy
But you give me candy
A bottle of brandy
I'm getting antsy
So you better sedate me
You better sedate me
You'll nevеr date me
You'll nevеr take me out again