Ma petroleuse - My motorcycle


My motorcycle does YEAH!
My motorcycle does YEAH!
As soon as we go out at night
I make its life a misery
My motorcycle does YEAH!
When I exult (rejoice) it does YEAH!
When I growl (rumble/roar) it does YEAH!
It arches itself for me
From there to 1, 2, 3
My motorcycle does YEAH!
My motorcycle does...
My motorcycle does...
My motorcycle does YEAH!
Under my skirt its
Under its nape (of the neck) mine
Timid (shy) and without complexes
My motorcycle does...

My motorcycle does YEAH!
My motorcycle does YEAH!
It leads the dance
A spanking on the hips
My motorcycle does YEAH!
When I'm thirsty it does YEAH!
When I sweat it does YEAH!
When it is submissive
Between my exquisite legs
My motorcycle does YEAH!
My motorcycle does...
My motorcycle does...
My motorcycle does...
Tragic rides,
A fantastic lover
My motorcycle does...
My motorcycle does...
Under my skirt its
Under its nape (of the neck) mine
Timid (shy) and without complexes
My motorcycle does...

My motorcycle does YEAH!
My motorcycle does YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
My motorcycle does YEAH!
My motorcycle does YEAH!
It appeared to me an evening
Just after midnight,
Murmuring (whispering) words to me
It talked without having to spell it out
Wild and hostile
Their mouth wide open
That devoured exquisite and colorful women
They were there all at my feet,
They were looking at me, were imploring me:
"Concia, Concia, but do something!"
Me I was afraid curled up against his round belly.
So I took my whip and I stroked (hit) stroked stroked
I stroked I stroked I stroked
And it said to me YEAH!
My motorcycle does YEAH!
My motorcycle does YEAH!
My motorcycle does YEAH!
My motorcycle does YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
My motorcycle does YEAH! ...

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