Stakka Bo - Great Blondino
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Stakka Bo - Great Blondino
In a bed with a cast and a Calvados
I don't really need nobody but myself cus
I don't love anybody but myself, thus (is this a way of defining "monophagus"?)
I can't ever confide, please open up wide
Give me extra special pleasure with love on the side
I didn't give you anything and that's what you got
I wish I was different but I'm sure that I'm not
(I don't need nobody but myself cus
I don't love anybody but myself, thus)
For I'm the Great Blondino
We were the vacancy crusaders with our combat kits
Of a toothbrush and hearts mashed in tiny bits
Trying to regain what we never had
Smiling about the good things amidst the bad
So we save ourselves with Bombay Saphire unsafe sex
Twenty-four hours selfdestructive wrecks
Sober thoughts dawn again, all the way sub rosa
Starting up again when it's already over
But I'm the Great Blondino, not looking for a Queeno
I'm sad I gave you nothing and that's what you got
I wish I was different but I'm sure that I'm not
In a bed with a cast and a Calvados
In a perpetual feverish crave of your lust
Kitchenfloor bruising, freaky sofa cruising
And the early birdy balcony Campari Orangejuicing
I guess one could say you got me mezmerized
But what has become one should be dechotomized
I'm sad I gave you nothing and that's what you got
I wish I was different but I'm sure that I'm not
In a bed with a cast and a Calvados
I don't really need nobody but myself cus
I don't love anybody but myself, thus (is this a way of defining "monophagus"?)
I can't ever confide, please open up wide
Give me extra special pleasure with love on the side
I didn't give you anything and that's what you got
I wish I was different but I'm sure that I'm not
(I don't need nobody but myself cus
I don't love anybody but myself, thus)
For I'm the Great Blondino
We were the vacancy crusaders with our combat kits
Of a toothbrush and hearts mashed in tiny bits
Trying to regain what we never had
Smiling about the good things amidst the bad
So we save ourselves with Bombay Saphire unsafe sex
Twenty-four hours selfdestructive wrecks
Sober thoughts dawn again, all the way sub rosa
Starting up again when it's already over
But I'm the Great Blondino, not looking for a Queeno
I'm sad I gave you nothing and that's what you got
I wish I was different but I'm sure that I'm not
In a bed with a cast and a Calvados
In a perpetual feverish crave of your lust
Kitchenfloor bruising, freaky sofa cruising
And the early birdy balcony Campari Orangejuicing
I guess one could say you got me mezmerized
But what has become one should be dechotomized
I'm sad I gave you nothing and that's what you got
I wish I was different but I'm sure that I'm not
