Ленинград - Ёж
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I am a woman with considerable experience
I don’t sweat the small stuff
But cunnilingus is a word, frankly speaking
For some reason it confuses a man
I use foul language, even very much
I could explain, I’m afraid to scare him
I need cunnilingus to strengthen
A creative union with my man
That’s how, purely by chance
I heard in a tea shop
What Parisians say
Not “give me a blow”, but “lick the hedgehog”
Lick the hedgehog, lick the hedgehog
Lick the hedgehog, lick the hedgehog
Lick the hedgehog, lick the hedgehog
Lick the hedgehog, lick the hedgehog
I shaved there, in the salon, rank by rank
I run home, waltzing, twirling
I came, I call, I call the man to me
And I hint: “Lick the hedgehog!”
He is a man, concrete, like a military man
He didn’t show it, his eyes widened
I would have been transported to the banks of the Seine
But he started looking for pet stores
That’s how, purely by chance
I heard in a tea shop
What the Parisians say
Not “give a blowjob”, but “lick the hedgehog”
Lick the hedgehog, lick the hedgehog
Lick the hedgehog, lick the hedgehog
Lick the hedgehog, lick the hedgehog
Lick the hedgehog, lick the hedgehog, hedgehog

The delivery service delivered a hedgehog to us
My man took gloves from the shelf
Serving the sacred request of a woman
He began to lick the hedgehog’s needles
I was in some kind of stupefied admiration
I looked at the hedgehog and the tongue
Even I was sweating from excitement
I thought – damn, this is a man!
Just like that, purely by chance
I heard in a tea shop
What Parisians say
Not "give a blow job", but "lick the hedgehog"
Lick the hedgehog, lick the hedgehog
Lick the hedgehog, lick the hedgehog
Lick the hedgehog, lick the hedgehog
Lick the hedgehog, lick the hedgehog, hedgehog