Joy

Jockstrap

Compositor: Georgia Ellery / Taylor Skye

I want our babies in the city, maybe
Why don't we lay down under a yew?
Look up and tell me what you think
Of me
With those wishing time of you

Pair of drops and sleighs, why
Once it happened in a warm hidings-place
Number two why don't you pass?
You don't dance enough
You were easy for me, too
Why don't we lay down under a yew?

Oh, flowers
In my dreams I'm here for hours
Tending flute
Lord, quit the silence

I wanna get married
I wanna get married

Are you coming?

Talk to me, say something
Are you coming?

I wanna get married

Are you coming?

Talk to me

Are you coming?

Ha? Miss Dior? I don't care anymore
Kiss me, fuck me, make a martini
Playing hard to get [?]
When can you and I get to know each other?

Let's be lovers

Gimme a kiss?

I wanna get married!