The No Hand Special - Live Songtext
von Native Echo

You know what.
There′s one thing I'm properly proud of

Most girls gag and pull away when it gets too deep
I just relax me throat and take it all in one sweep
No hands needed, no gentle little lick
I open wide and let him feed me all his thick
Eyes waterin′, spit runnin', make-up half destroyed
But I stay down there till the job is fully employed

Deepthroat, love, all the way down
Past me tongue, past me tonsils, no gaggin' around
I want to feel it throb right at the back of me throat
Hold me head and use me like a dirty little coat
Call it the full Irish swallow, the no-hands special
The one that leaves me coughin′ and lookin′ like a mess


I've had lads who warn me easy, take it slow
I just grab their arse and pull them deeper, don′t you know
When it's buried and me nose is pressed against the skin
I hum a little tune and let the fun begin
Spit everywhere, tears on me cheeks, pure filthy pride
I don′t stop till he's groanin′ and fully down

Deepthroat, love, all the way down
Past me tongue, past me tonsils, no gaggin' around
Feel it throb right at the back of me throat
Hold me head and use me like a dirty little coat
Full Irish swallow, the no-hands special
Leaves me coughin' and lookin′ like a mess

Next morning me voice is gone and me jaw′s a bit sore
But I'd do it again, and again, and then some more
If he asks if I need a break I just wink and say
Break? My Love... get it back out, I′ve got all day

Deepthroat, love, all the way down!
Past me tongue, past me tonsils, no gaggin' around!
Throb right at the back of me throat!
Hold me head and use me like a dirty little coat!
Full Irish swallow, no-hands special...
If you finish in me mouth - I′ll swallow til your hollow!

Sláinte...
And bring a towel for the spit