Letra Drip Drip Drip de Holy Molar original

Five cent tip toe through two lips, and slip! oops, that bloody countless bathory... I'll be damned how she spits out her murder scene on a string. Oh forsooth! I was once a wee lad who surfed the crimson tide clung either to a plug or a pad. Man, it was love, Just for me she painted her peroid piece for the mattress triathelon. Ah yes, we floated out to fantasy island in her red sea in a way that no tattoo could ever dare dream. Ah, so vibrant was her war ensemble stream that i crooned: 'Darling, see that danling? Fuckin' a. I'm going bananas. Peel and do the splits, baby, I can't resist anything but temptation.'