You can't stand
It's like when you clean your bu*t
And watch your sh**ty toilet-paper
That's your girl
Can't avoid looking around
On the beach with 1000 tits
And you the same insensible dranght ..
You never wanna grow a sunday sleeper and nothing more
She should see the difference
Man thoughts meaning ashes
Blonde tits just for past-time
I've never touched plastic
Fantasies, just male emotions at all
I've seen her reading a fancy romance
Warriors, dwarfs, dragons, amazons and elfs
So I smile and understand:
I'm this kind of man that she loves
But no sword in my brave hand
I win my enemies with a beer
I think it's so easy realizing the an*logy
Don't ask more
I love you, ok but
You're not only one in this world