It´s the sandwich of love, one below and one above
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In the sandwich of love, crustin´ and grossin´
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She hasn´t been laid in days
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Now she´s covered in Mayonnaise
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She´s a woman with no soul
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She´s got a guy in every hole
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This is fun and sweet
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We´re the buns and she´s the meat
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In the sandwich of love, one below and one above
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Over her body we shall roam
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Let´s hope she used birth-control foam
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Even if she didn´t who cares
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When we play our musical chairs
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Crustin´, grossin´,maxin´...
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It´s the sandwich of love, it´s the sandwich of love
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One below and one above
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In the sandwich of love, crustin´ and grossin´
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Come on guys, let´s put on a rubber
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And dig into her blubber
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Duce has to prove to be crass
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He sticks his dick right up her ass
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Sickie goes for a mount up front
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He sticks his throbbing sickle in her cunt
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Mr. can´t was recovering from mace
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So he sat on her head and jacked in her face
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In the sandwich of love, one below and one above
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In the sandwich of love, crustin´ and grossin´...
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Sandwich Of Love
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| The Mentors |
