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GuidoPronto.Signore Contini. Telephone. Go ahead.Guido,I was lazing around my bedroomWhen an idea occured to me I thought you might beWondering about.GuidoWho's not wearing any clothes?I'm not, my darling.Who's afraid to kiss your toes?I'm not.Your mama, dear, is blowing into your earSo you'll get her loud and clear.I need you to squeeze me hereAnd here And hereIs something wrong?Um, I'm not sure. It's about my film. It's from the Vatican. Go head, mon Signore.Letras de cancionesCoochie coochie coochie cooI've got a plan for what I'm gonna do to youSo hot!You're gonna steam and screamAnd vibrate like a string I'm plucking.Kiss your fevered little brow,Pinch your cheeks till you say "ow".And I can hardly wait to show you howGuidoWho won't care if you come to me tired and over-worked?I won't, bambino!Who knows a therapy to beat what you can get from me?I don't!But this will have to be enough for now.GuidoCiao. I love you, Guido. From Letras Mania