When on the sea you want to flee, the best you get is a sneaky sailor. One that's all muscle. If you don't care, you can go alone, but beware, nothing's better than a sneaky sailor run on the ocean.

Ho, ha, you drop your feets go into it. They feel the warmth, they ache no more, this is a supertub, with bubbles and all. Supertub, supertub come to me.

He would be true, he would be too. Running and sweating to let all be new. Renewed to be down, he is so lone, he has some synthetised bubble. And lives in, hard as a pin.

There are fishes until you can't see. Into the deep, there some eyes, that look at you. There are stars in the sea, there are animals to let you be, in the deepest of seas, there are some lights.

Please mister I need the money. I am young, you where too, please understand what it means. I am not selling, I just want some time to stand up. Pleas miss, rent my town.

Warm is the summer. Hot is the time. No water, it's hotter. And I can see your thirsty mouth. It would be cool, it would refresh, a beer, a keg, with ice to freeze. I want it be.

I wish I'd be inside your head, behind your eyes I want to share, the feel and see the sceneries from where you are. I won't be mean, I will share them, I will let you know that I love them.

Make the dessert. Make it light, make it sweet, make me love it, I want to eat. With delectation I want to taste its lemon curd, nothing will ever beat it.

The old lady was in the flower shop since this morning, and no one could reall figure what she wanted. She wandered between plants and flowers, but suddenly screamed: These are the ones I'd like!

Michael, you might better know that: zdzfue strimm the blubb! And if you don't like that you might as well grgr just my str, or else.