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I don't mind your blood on my dick I don't mind your blood on my dick Cause when she got hit she got used to it I don't mind your blood on my dick Talk back to all the pin-up ladies Coroner eyes dance so polite She draws a hot bath and sinks in with those blanketsAll those little birdies with plastic Down the aisles Let's wear the sunshine on our t-shirts Our t-shirts Pretty, pretty t-shirts If you don't mind my cum on your tits Then I don't mind your blood on my dick When I got down I got used to It it's love it's love it's love it's love Aus Songtexte Mania