This is what killed them, this is what is happening to me, I'm talking to you, I'm shivering This is what killed them, this is what is happening to me, I'm talking to you, I'm shivering This is what killed them, this is what is happening to me, I'm talking to you, I'm shivering She was just maybe 16, she got that uncut live film as a version She came from Dubai herself, what an infection, blood, something too sexy In their eyes the inspection, tired, you know, street, look Day and night with a laugh or a frown Given mouth corners, what an intense deal was done The eyes were blinded from the curls to the mouth From the mouth to the balls, from the balls to the ... The whole gang takes action But the chief with the scarf says, wait here Only his buddy with the cap, not him, Appie He was allowed to come, all the rest look sour, but they listen In contrast to Wendy's, he wants to go home as soon as possible But the chief is impatient and no example of no To accept, Appie knows, he wants as much as possible It's the seventh time he does that shit since last week Smart boy, don't want to fight, brother That's what Appie says, come on, we're tired I still have a bagga in my cash register, drop that bitch He's got his arm stuck, finger on the switch Split second thoughts, already in the ether The chief's master plan doesn't deserve a blessing Seven o'clock in the morning, and the bag in the air It's a matter of guessing, can't go back for long *