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Hecate
- wykonawca: Hades
She's dynamite in bed, isn't that what's in your head?!
I see your hungry smile, you make me sicker all the while!
I'm gonna tell you what it's all about
The truth of the matter is
You're like a roach who sees a scrap of food
I call it rude, yeah!
Your middle-aged fantasies, hopeless attempts at ecstasy
So keep your eyes in your head, you know damn well
She ain't winding up in your bed!
Now I must honestly tell
That I have done it as well
You go through these things in life
But you, I can't understand
I'm just a kid, you're a man
What about your wife?!
You call yourself adult
You're just adulterous!
Can't you... I too eye
You never will... see eye to eye
See eye too eye
It's too late to... see eye to eye
You'd go and throw it all away
Just for a lousy lay
Unbelievable
Tell me is it worth all the sweat?
Only to wake up in regret
Or is your conscience simply dead?!
She's dynamite in bed, isn't that what's in your head?!
I see your hungry smile, you make me sicker all the while!
I'm gonna tell you what it's all about
The truth of the matter is
You're like a roach who sees a scrap of food
I call it rude, yeah!
Your middle-aged fantasies, hopeless attempts at ecstasy
So keep your eyes in your head, you know damn well
She ain't winding up in your bed!
Now I must honestly tell
That I have done it as well
You go through these things in life
But you, I can't understand
I'm just a kid, you're a man
What about your wife?!
You call yourself adult
You're just adulterous!
Can't you... I too eye
You never will... see eye to eye
See eye too eye
It's too late to... see eye to eye
You'd go and throw it all away
Just for a lousy lay
Unbelievable
Tell me is it worth all the sweat?
Only to wake up in regret
Or is your conscience simply dead?!