Woah...
Take a leak Ticolake, take a leak Ticolake...
Bridonna!
Here we go
I wanna slip and slide in your bed at night
Oh, get naked and bare, run my fingers through your hair
We'll make love by candlelight
Reach a new sexual height
Though I ain't got a clue, you can teach me what to do
Oh, guide me with your hand, make me understand
I'll attend to your every need
From your knowledge I'll succeed
Bridonna!
I'll be your freaky passionfruit
You got me in hot pursuit
I'll let you play with my roots
If you give me your love and you give me your loot
Take a leak Ticolake, take a leak Ticolake...
Turn it up, y'all!
Underneath the sheets you're fondling my meat
Oh, I'm standing to attention, you're admiring my erection
The sweat that you perspire
I can only begin to admire
When we are done and exhausted all the fun
You can take a golden shower, it happens on the hour
I wanna get freaky with you
And make a cup of tea for two
I'll be your freaky passionfruit
You got me in hot pursuit
I'll let you taste my lovejuice
If you give me your love and you give me your loot
Here's, the man - it's Lazy!
Freaky!
Peel the skin from my banana
The length of my sausage shouldn't alarm you
Push your beef curtains to the side
Give me somewhere for my pork to ride
It's wider than a Pepperami stick
It won't hurt you, just a small prick
Your milk supply leaks from the heavens
Now let me take a bite from those juicy melons
I'll be your freaky passionfruit
You got me in hot pursuit
I'll let you play with my roots
If you give me your love and you give me your loot
I'll be your freaky passionfruit
You got me in hot pursuit
I'll let you taste my lovejuice
If you give me your love and you give me your loot
I'll be your freaky passionfruit
You got me in hot pursuit
I'll let you play with my roots
If you give me your love and you give me your loot
I'll be your freaky passionfruit
You got me in hot pursuit
I'll let you taste my lovejuice
If you give me your love and you give me your loot
One small step for man
One giant leak for mankind
Release notes:
All words & music by Bri Jnr. & Tico Jnr.
Bri Jnr. mutters:
The obligatory new song on our complication album, Freaky Passionfruit was made to be played loud and seductively at strip clubs everywhere - licensed or unlicensed. Imagine getting a sweaty lap-dance with the erotic croonings of Bridonna and Ticolake gently caressing your ear canals. We had a vision and we went for it. I even wore eyeliner, lipstick and a curly blonde wig in the vocal booth during the recording session.
Ticolake took a leak in his tight leather trousers when he heard me hit high notes that only distressed seals usually reach. And it was definitely 'one giant leak for mankind' as Ticolake pondered his arrival upon my moon's surface, ready to plant his flag. But he instantly recoiled; realising that I could not pull off the sexy blonde look as well as Roger Taylor did in the I Want To Break Free video. But could anybody to be fair? I shall ponder (a-ponder) the answer to this question whilst consuming half a soggy rich tea biscuit.
Tico muses:
What goes on in the recording booth, stays in the recording booth. Or so I thought. How could Bri defy me and the trust? Of course, I could just have this removed, but maybe this is a cry for help from me? Hello?
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