Global Party
Party time with foreign diplomats.
We all drink beer, lots and lots of dirty beer.
I provide two thousand bottles that all need drinking.
Stolen off a lorry; make the evidence disappear!
My diplomat mates get on down, drinking their fill.
Mr Bootros Bootros Bootros Bootros Bootros Bootros
Bootros Bootros Bootros Gali
drinks sixty five bottles of beer.
He's so fucking merry and dances with a young Chinese
hooker.
I get on down and sing a song, SING ME THE SONG OF THE
BOOYAKA MAN!
I see Moosa Koosa partying on with a Thai ladyboy.
I can't write what they did!
But Mr Koosa does love English beer.
A dozen other worldwide politicians are here,
I can't say their names or I'm fucked 9mm style in my
head.
One loves his sex with a Miss Louis-Whiskey.
Never mind the homosexual diplomats drinking my beer.
Think I'll have a look see and try out this man on man
gig.
It's only a party so hey, party on and drink my beer.
The Argie and Aussie leaders look fit.
They seductively lick their bottles.
Gives me an idea!
Double blow job after gay sex!!!
Twenty five thousand more bottles remain unused and on
tap.
Georgian hookers and diplomats are soon to be
friends.
On and on my party whirls.
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