Lucky that my lips not only mumble
They spill kisses like a fountain
Lucky that my breasts are small and humble
So you don't confuse them with mountains
Lucky I have strong legs like my mother
To run for cover when I need it
And these two eyes that for no other
The day you leave will cry a river
Felicis ut meus labiae non tantum mumble They spill basium amo a fontis Felicis ut meus pectus es vegrandis quod humilis Sic vos don't turbo lemma per mons montis Felicis EGO have validus legs amo meus matris Ut run pro occulto ut EGO postulo is Quod illa duos eyes ut pro haud alius dies vos licentia mos vox a flumen
Lucky when my lips not only mumble They spill kiss to love a fountain Lucky when my pectoris are diminutive and lowly So you don't whirling motion theme very mountain Lucky I fui mighty legs to love my mother When run for to hide when I to ask this And that two eyes when for no other day you license will cry a river
