me greedily, said it's 1964 In times square now, the people do the polka. Dominance, submission, radios appear. New Year's eve, it was the final barrier. Dominance, submission, radios appear. We
I'm on a submarine mission for you baby. I feel the way you were going. I pictured you up on my TV screen. I feel your undercurrent flowing. Submission going down down. Dragging me down
