Based on Ireland 1999
The Mullans — When You Need Me
So, love is never easy
But being lonely's worse
I got back in the game
For a man who I could tame
Then, online, I found him
A sexy slavic man
Could just sit there on that face
And I had a master plan
And there he was, my knight, and so much more
But then his smile vanished in the door
"Libe no! Dear God no!
Special girl for me, don't you know??
Libe dear, listen here
Scented candles, libe dear
They're my peeve
You should've known
нос е крив..."
Fast I quenched the candles
Felt so stupid too
But then when I apologized
His eyes showed love enough for two
They say the way to seduce
The hearts of hunky men
Is to conquer their tastebuds
For this stud I cooked lots
"Libe no! Ew yuck NO!
Special girl for me, don't you know??
Libe dear, listen here
Coriander, libe dear
That's my peeve
Гнусно!"
With nothing left to loose, I dragged him in
Bared my cheeks, to plant him in-between
"Libe no! Libe NO!!!
Special girl for me, don't you know??
Libe dear, listen here
Squeaky bedframes, libe dear
They're my peeve"
Dear Dobromir
You're my peeve