G-Spot Michael

Fuck me Michi, fuck me, please fuck me
Fuck me Michi, fuck me
Fuck me Michi, fuck me, please fuck me
Fuck me Michi, fuck me

Michael, Michael
He's not very bright in the head
But what's missing up there
Blooms splendidly in the loins
Among the ladies far and wide
He was known for his love art
All the ladies everywhere
Sang continuously

Fuck me Michi, fuck me, please fuck me
Fuck me Michi, fuck me
Fuck me Michi, fuck me, please fuck me
Fuck me Michi, fuck me

G-spot Michael, g-spot Michael
Soon I'm gonna die
Pounding like a four-stroke cycle
Make me happy make me cry
G-point Michael, g-point Michael
Nothing left to say
Banging like a four-stroke cycle
All night long I stay

But soon the desire has left him
He took on too much
Twisted during lovemaking
And moved to South Africa
The wind blows softly over the sea
Over mountains to me
Will bring to my ears
In Africa the girls sing

Fuck me Michi, fuck me, please fuck me
Fuck me Michi, fuck me
Fuck me Michi, fuck me, please fuck me
Fuck me Michi, fuck me

G-spot Michael, g-spot Michael
Soon I'm gonna die
Pounding like a four-stroke cycle
Make me happy make me cry
G-point Michael, g-point Michael
Nothing left to say
Banging like a four-stroke cycle
All night long I stay

I know why I have to die
Inside my body all the veins are bleeding dry
The blood falls from the heart above
Down near in the part I need for love
I know why I have to die
All my cells inside are running dry
All my tears I gave away
Doesn't matter all night long I stay
I know why I have to die
Inside my body all the veins are bleeding dry
All the blood falls from the heart above
Down near in the part I need for love

Fuck me, yeah!