欧洲性旅行歌词

　Hey
　　Scotty doesn’t know,
　　That Fionna and me,
　　Do it in my van every Sunday.
　　She tells him shes in church,
　　But she doesn’t go,
　　Still shes on her knees, and...
　　Scotty doens’t know, oh.
　　Scotty doesn’t know-oh.
　　So don’t tell Scotty!
　　Scotty doesn’t know,
　　Scotty doesn’t know.
　　SO DON’T TELL SCOTTY!
　　Fionna says shes out shopping,
　　But shes under me and I’m not stopping.
　　Cuz Scotty doesn’t know,
　　Scotty doesn’t know,
　　Scotty doesn’t know,
　　Scotty doesn’t know.
　　So don’t tell Scotty.
　　Scotty doesn’t knoooooow
　　DON’T TELL SCOTTY!
　　I can’t believe he’s so trusting,
　　While I’m right behind you thrusting.
　　Fionna’s got him on the phone,
　　and she’s trying not to moan.
　　It’s a three way call,
　　and he knows nothing.
　　NOTHING!!!
　　Scotty doesn’t know,
　　Scotty doesn’t know,
　　S