Jessica

As we'll both go to the woods, my love, to the tree, looks, wear and tear, eyes, it's reported.

I'm gonna go your feet, your hands, your knees, your hips, your ass, your back, your ass, and your boobs.

Oh Jessica, my love I knew you well Than in the gates of Cherbourg ****:00.

Oh Jessica, my love, I didn't regret anything.

'Cause I dropped the velvet in the field pit.