Leeway, constant All-in, cash out I know all about caving Small mouth I'm not drinking more I'm not drinking less I'm in my prime, I confess Once before I was the best Just in my mind, I confess ♪ Desperate mumbling Rock hard, stumbling Killing ten birds Falling backwards He's had enough of me One two, one two, one two three Surely, she's had enough of me One Two And I want to
Moroccan whores Egyptian flesh Lay it all on my chest Its nothing more and nothing less It's just a feeling, I guess Once before, I was the best And who gives a fucking shit