Le code de bonne conduite
Pump It Up
The Code of Good Conduct
The other night as I
Was coming back to find you,
I crossed paths with three super hot dolls on the sidewalk.
The eyes of the first one made me swoon,
The boobs of the second one hypnotized me.
And not yet recovered,
Just barely standing up,
The ass of the third one made me take off.
I wouldn't have hesitated
With three real beauties,
The risk of losing you wouldn't have cost me anything
Getting wasted
Makes you act too stupid.
Drinking water
Isn't fun enough.
And why not smoke?
I haven't tried it yet.
What does it take
To not be a gigolo.
The only little problem
Is that too drunk,
I lost my memory
And our pretty doll.
If the ass of the bottle
Makes me delirious,
The memories flew away too quickly.
Sitting on the sidewalk,
The cops arrived.
And for loitering they took me away.
At the police station,
I messed up so bad,
That I found myself in the depths of my cell.
Getting wasted
Makes you act too stupid.
Drinking water
Isn't fun enough.
And why not smoke?
I haven't tried it yet.
What does it take
To not be a gigolo.
Getting wasted
Makes you act too stupid.
Drinking water
Isn't fun enough.
And why not smoke?
I haven't tried it yet.
What does it take
To not be a gigolo
