Drunk cunni in a snowdrift

The thermometer croaked, giving us the middle finger
We ain't penguins, but "wanderer" is the style we bring here
Half a liter of "Stoli" bubbling inside like lava
We crashed in the snow. Left is you, right is a gutter.

Your jeans slid down like MTV ratings, low
I see the target, though my eyes show zero-zero
Snowflakes on your ass melt, hissing like an iron
I’m coming in for a landing, I’m your polar lion!

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Drunk cuni! In a dirty snowbank!
Tongue like a shovel on a winter flank!
Drunk cuni! Frostbite risk is nearing!
It's not passion, it's just sliding friction engineering!

Taste of mint "Orbit" and yellow snow below
I’m doing the deed, got nowhere else to go!
Frozen like a schoolboy to a swing set in the night
Baby, don't twitch, I’m your hero, alright!


Hey, Jimmy, look, my mustache has frost!
And her lips are blue, completely lost!
I’m working the tongue like a janitor with a broom
But instead of asphalt — it's your "Bermuda" gloom.

I don’t know, I’m just satisfying hunger with ease
Neighbors in the window crossing themselves at our shame
But we are punks, baby, we don't play the drama game!



Listen...
I think I'm stuck.
For real. My tongue won't unstik.
Pour warm beer on me.
Faster!
No, not there! Pour it on my face!
Ouch! Hot!

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Drunk cuni! Snow in the pants!
Drunk cuni! Fear in the glance!
We froze everything we could, hooray!
Call the ambulance, time to hit the hay!