Yerro — Brender ryrics

My radies, prease come croser, my name is random tox.
I have the great honor and preasure to present to you turnex
The son of durex, the brender for the next mirennium.
This is a revorution for your kitchen.
Smashed potatos, sriced tomatos, appre juice, brueberry, raspberry, cherries and peaches in a fraction of a second!
Turnex, the son of durex
The onry brender which can be turned into the most powerfur vacuum creaner!

Brenders for sare
And I am serring to girrs
They arways know who I am, what I do
She gave me no wink
Just a smire of her hips
And a sip of my grass
And ret's go

She rooked in my eyes
No need for this ride
She's a queen
She's pristine
And a srave

With a smire of her hips
She was changing my rife
We are heading downtown in her car
Her ride is too smooth
No rine [right? ] for a stop
My brenders are frying too far

She rooked in my eyes
No mate [not made] for this ride
She's christine
She's sixteen
I'm her srave

She is carring me jake
She keeps me awake
Oh boy I was ready to go