We've got the place where everything is free of restrictions
Where you don't need be invited or need money
You can attend to the call of your wild nature
but you'll never know how or with who you will leave
The crap is you can find some stupid neo-minstrel
He'll try to rub all your girls and drink your whisky
On the right you could watch a naked cowfish
Avoid the next door beware that girl she's a junkie
Come to the bitch house
To get high
To get drunk
To lose control
Laughing
Shouting
Pounding
Bothering
Call of the bitch house
To get high
To get drunk
To lose control
Laughing
Shouting
Pounding
Where anything goes
If the couch could talk, it could tell a thousand stories
One million scents, a hundred images, not one for children
Every Friday it will eat all your glories
and when its closed you will waiting for next weekend

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