Ganger - Gud, det svinger sangtekster (lyrics)
[Ganger - Gud, det svinger sangtekster lyrics]
We like to shower afterwards
(I like the water hotter than she)
And her face is always soft and peaceful
And she'll watch me first
Spread the soap over my balls lift the balls
Squeeze them then wash the cock:
"hey this thing is still hard!"
Then get all the hair down there, -
The belly, the back, the neck, the legs
I grin grin grin and then I wash her
(Jeg vasker, vasker)
Another kiss, and she gets out first
Toweling, sometimes singing while I stay in
(Synger for mig) turn the water on hotter
Feeling the good times of love's miracle
Linda you brought it to me, sorry
(Du gav dig til mig) when you take it away
Do it slowly and ruthless (Ta’r det fra mig)
Make it as if I were dying
In my sleep instead of in my life, amen
(Dør i min søvn)
I'm getting this way sentimental shit, Sorry
That's the one i split with
Split with, split with, split with
Split with, split with, split with
Gav det til mig ta’r det fra mig
Ka’ du forbinde hvad sange si’r
For det minder mig om at du ku synge for mig
Sig hvad du er til mig
Tiden er sår så sig mig hvornår
Trækker du gazen af for det slynger mig
Salvende som en eng af salte årer
Løber du inde i mig
Yea, yea gud, det svinger
Yea, yea minder om en leg
Yea, yea åh, det bringer billeder
Yea, yea minderne med dig
Sanserne ånder under det jeg ka’ få
Og ka jeg få mere må du synke mig
Du er hvid ligesom vandet
Om en hvid destroyer øjner du ikke mig
Yea, yea gud, det svinger
Yea, yea minder om en leg
Yea, yea åh, det bringer billeder
Yea, yea minderne med dig
(I like the water hotter than she)
And her face is always soft and peaceful
And she'll watch me first
Spread the soap over my balls lift the balls
Squeeze them then wash the cock:
"hey this thing is still hard!"
Then get all the hair down there, -
The belly, the back, the neck, the legs
I grin grin grin and then I wash her
(Jeg vasker, vasker)
Another kiss, and she gets out first
Toweling, sometimes singing while I stay in
(Synger for mig) turn the water on hotter
Feeling the good times of love's miracle
Linda you brought it to me, sorry
(Du gav dig til mig) when you take it away
Do it slowly and ruthless (Ta’r det fra mig)
Make it as if I were dying
In my sleep instead of in my life, amen
(Dør i min søvn)
I'm getting this way sentimental shit, Sorry
That's the one i split with
Split with, split with, split with
Split with, split with, split with
Gav det til mig ta’r det fra mig
Ka’ du forbinde hvad sange si’r
For det minder mig om at du ku synge for mig
Sig hvad du er til mig
Tiden er sår så sig mig hvornår
Trækker du gazen af for det slynger mig
Salvende som en eng af salte årer
Løber du inde i mig
Yea, yea gud, det svinger
Yea, yea minder om en leg
Yea, yea åh, det bringer billeder
Yea, yea minderne med dig
Sanserne ånder under det jeg ka’ få
Og ka jeg få mere må du synke mig
Du er hvid ligesom vandet
Om en hvid destroyer øjner du ikke mig
Yea, yea gud, det svinger
Yea, yea minder om en leg
Yea, yea åh, det bringer billeder
Yea, yea minderne med dig