Monica and naughty Billy Got together something silly, oh Holy wars out of lusty minutes Another Cuban cigar crisis Honestly! Do we need to know if he really came inside her mouth? How will all this affect me Now and later? You know that we belong In a presidential suite Armed guards in the street Waving back at crowds who greet And when I look over Over my shoulder I cant see my past It seems so far away Found an icon that gave him a hardon Little Boris just cant help himself Got so hot in the decadent nineties Pass another vodka dear We can dance Til the early hours of the morning catches up Then well return to business If theres any of it left! You know that we belong In a presidential suite Armed guards in the street Waving back at crowds who greet And when I look over Over my shoulder I cant see my past It seems so far away What makes you think that We belong in a presidential suite Armed guards in the street Waving back at crowds who greet Yes indeed You know that when we met There were fireworks in the sky Sparkling like dragonflies Spelling All bad folk must die And when I look over Over my shoulder I cant see my past It seems so far away It seems so far away Far away
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