come true The ice in my glass Makes my lips so cold As I kiss you from top to toe You beg me to stop But I know you want more I fantasize of you
The ice in my glass Makes my lips so cold As I kiss you from top to toe You beg me to stop But I know you want more I fantasize of you
Prevod: Jay Jay Johanson. Sem fantazirajo Of You.
true The ice in my glass Makes my lips so cold As I kiss you from top to toe You beg me to stop But I know you want more I fantasize of you
