Er sug lut en mann?

[Anonym bruker]

nå er jeg litt forvirra her?

[Gjest]

Kanskje det kan komme noe kreativt ut av forvirringa di. Hvis ikke har du uansett ikke vondt av den.

[Anonym bruker]

Ja..

[Gjest]

Hverken eller. Luten omtales som "det" eventuelt "it" om man skal være litt inernasjonal.

[Anonym bruker]

Etter det jeg har hørt så har hun masse hår på ymske steder og muligens kan være det savnede Missing Link:-)

[Gjest]

Ah, du refererer til min inngrodde bikini i hårkanten? Den er da bare sjarmerende.

[Gjest]

Har ikke du SUG LUT også vært i Fuck & Burn? Mener å huske noe om deg der=)

[Gjest]

Stemmer, Angelica, i MILF-utgaven av Fuck & Burn. Er faktisk inspirasjonen til Spunge-refrenget her:

Does she walk? Does she talk?

Does she come to please?

My homeroom, homeroom angel

and she’s looking for my seat.

 

She was your, like snowflakes

No one could stain,

The memory of my angel

Could never cause me pain

 

Years go by and I’m looking

Through a girly magazine and,

There’s my homeroom angel

On the pages in between.

 

(Chorus)

My blood runs cold,

My memory has just been sold

My angel is a centrefold

(angel is a centrefold)

My blood runs cold, (woo)

My memory has just been sold

(Angel is a centrefold)

 

Slip me notes,

Under the desk,

Hours thinking,

About her dress

 

I was shy, I turned away,

Before she caught my eye

I was shaking in my shoes

whenever she flashed those baby blues.

 

Something had a hold on me

When angel passed goes by.

 

Those soft fuzzy sweaters,

Too magical to touch.

To see her in that negligees,

Is really just too much.

 

(Chorus)

My blood runs cold,

My memory has just been sold

My angel is a centrefold

(angel is a centrefold)

My blood runs cold,

My memory has just been sold

(Angel is a centrefold)

 

Nah nah na nah nah nah

nah nah nah na nah nah na

(x4)

 

It’s ok I understand

This ain’t no never neverland.

I hope when these issues are gone

I will see when your clothes are on.

 

We’ll take you car, yes will,

We’ll take your car and drive.

We’ll take it to a motel room,

And take ‘em off in private

 

Part of me has just been ripped,

Pages from a mind have stripped.

Ar no I cant diet,

O yeah guess I gota buy it.

 

(Chorus)

My blood runs cold,

My memory has just been sold

My angel is a centrefold

(angel is a centrefold)

My blood runs cold, (wooo)

My memory has just been sold

(Angel is a centrefold)

 

Nah nah na nah nah nah

nah nah nah na nah nah na

 

All right, all right

1 2 3 4

 

(Nah nah na nah nah nah

nah nah nah na nah nah na x 11)

My blood runs cold,

My memory has just been sold

My angel is a centrefold

(angel is a centrefold)

My blood runs cold, (o yeah!!)

My memory has just been sold

My angel is a centrefold

(Angel is a centrefold)

 

(whistle, whistle, whistle)

 

[Gjest]

Er vel du som synger den mens avbildingen foregår?

 

[Gjest sug lut satan i toern]

Nei, jeg kommer inn på "whistle, whistle, whistle".

[Gjest]

Jaha....riktig, er det satan og nn som er i siktet i linsa da eller?