Chris Lord-Alge - But Julian, I'm A Little Older Than You lyrics

Hey! Busty co-eds live live live You'll crash the car, man, if you drive 1-800, 1-800, 1-800 wired OBGYGYN Triple xxx Time that you and me Had lots and lots of meaningless s** Erotic city VIP The p**norific girl in me I came and now i faked it He's still tied to the bed Adorable, affordable Guaranteed discretion In the story of my life You'll barely get a mention I see Paris, I see France I can see your underpants Oh, I see Paris, I see France Oh, I hear London calling Now you've come so you can rip 'em off Oh, baby, I know where you live I'm overrated, desecrated Still somehow illuminated I know I've got a screw loose Just meet me in the bedroom I know you did this, what a punk You would never sell out Just like i did in playboy That was art, it didn't count Love the way your mouth fits mine 1-800, he's so fine I'm infra-red, I'm in your head I won't be leaving soon I see Paris, I see France Oh, I can see your underpants Oh, I see Paris, I see France Oh, I hear London calling Now you've come, please, baby, rip 'em off No, baby, I know where you live No, and I can smell her on you everywhere No, baby, I can not forget And I'm coming for you!! Hey gabbagabba baby Hey gabbagabba baby I know where you live (Shut up!) Hey gabbagabba baby (Shut up!) I know where you live (Shut up! Shut up!) I'm a little bit older than you (Shut up!) Yeah, than you (Shut up! Shut up! Shut up...) (heavy breathing) You know how when your phone went dead? Well, that was me on the other end You know how when your phone went dead? Oh, that was me on the other end And when I touched your limousine I really felt the vibe It said I love you, babygirl, you know Cause I can read your mind Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! And I'm comin', comin', comin' for you Shut up! I know where you live (Shut up! Shut up!) Hey gabbagabba baby I know where you live (Shut up! Shut up!) Just a little bit older than you (Yeah, than you) I know where you live