The theme talks about a teenager who arrives in London and practices prostitution. Additionally, the phrase 'cocksucker' is a colloquial term often associated with sexual relations between men, although its use in the song can also be provocative and defiant towards social norms of the time. In general, the song deals with sexual freedom and the pursuit of pleasure without restrictions.
The literal translation would be thus:
Well, I'm a solo high school boy and just arrived in the city. Yes, I'm a solo high school boy and just arrived in the city. Well, I heard so much about London that I decided to come and check it out.
Well, I'm waiting in Leicester Square With a seductive gaze in the eyes Yes, I'm leaning on the Nelson Column But everything I do is just talking to myself
Oh, where can they suck my cock? Where can they grab my ass? Maybe I don't have money But I know where to put it always
Well, I asked a young policeman if they'd just lock me up at night. Well, I've had pigs on the farm. Some of them, some of them, are fine. Well, he screwed me with his baton. And his helmet was too tight
Oh, where can they suck my cock? Where can they grab my ass? I don't have money But I know where to put it alwaysI'm a lonely schoolboyBut I also like this way:
Well, I'm a solo boy
And just arrived in the city
Yes, I'm a solo boy
And just arrived in the city
I heard so much about London
That I decided to come and get to know it
I'm waiting in Leicester Square
With a seductive gaze in the eyes
Yes, I lean on the Nelson Column
But only speak to nothing
Oh, where can they suck my cock? Where can they grab my ass? I may not have money But I know where to put it always
I asked a young policeman if he could lock me up alone at night. I had pigs on the farm. Some of them, some are fine. He hit me with his baton. And his helmet was too tight.
Oh, where can they suck my cock? Where can they grab my ass? I don't have money But I know where to put it always
I'm a lonely boy
Under the Lights of London
It was a dark and vibrant night in London, and the solo boy arrived in the city with his mind full of possibilities. With his leather jacket adjusted and a mischievous look in his eyes, he felt ready to explore. He had heard stories about London's nightlife, full of secrets and hidden pleasures, and was determined to live them.
He was standing in Leicester Square, surrounded by bright lights and the murmur of the crowd. The energy was electric, and as he leaned on the column of a famous monument, he couldn't help but feel that something exciting was about to happen. He looked around, enjoying the variety of faces and styles passing by, each one with its own story to tell.
With a sparkle of desire in his eyes, he approached a young policeman who seemed a little out of place amidst the commotion. With a mischievous smile, he whispered:
—Would you like to spend the night with me? Maybe in a cell, just the two of us.
The policeman raised an eyebrow, surprised but intrigued.
—So you're looking for trouble, huh? —he replied, moving a little closer—. What if I told you I have a couple of wives ready to use?
The provocation turned into a game, and the boy smiled, feeling that the tension between them was growing.
I love wives. But I prefer you to set me free, not lock me up. —whispered, getting even closer
The proximity was electrifying. The boy felt the warmth of the police officer's body, and the conversation became more intense.
—Do you know? —said the policeman, looking at him fixedly—, sometimes I would like to know how someone like you feels. Maybe we could make a deal.
—What would that deal be? —asked the boy, maintaining a playful tone.
You let me explore that body, said the policeman, smiling, and I promise you an experience you won't forget.
In a dark corner, the boy experienced a pleasure he had never felt before. Each kiss, each caress, was an explosion of sensations. The connection was wild and liberating, a dance of bodies that didn't know limits.
Does he like what he feels? The cop asked, whispering in his ear as his hands explored his body.
—I love it —the boy replied, panting—. But I want more. Make me feel everything you can.
—Let me show you. —And with a agile movement, the policeman gently pushed him against the wall, their lips found each other in a passionate kiss that left them breathless. Adrenaline coursed through their bodies as the boy felt the firmness of the policeman's body against his.
—Do you like this? —asked the cop, his hot breath caressing the boy's skin. This one nodded, completely lost in the passion of the moment.
With one hand, the policeman began to explore the boy's body, his fingers playing with the fabric of his clothes. Then, with a look of complicity, he pulled out a baton from his belt.
I'm going to make you feel things you've never felt before. —he said, with a mischievous smile.
The boy, excited by the idea, prepared for what was to come. At that instant, the sound of footsteps echoed through the alleyway, and before they could realize it, two other policemen appeared. The boy felt a shiver of emotion and fear.
What's going on here? —asked one of the new police officers, with an inquiring look.
Only we're having a small chat, the first policeman replied, not letting go of the kid, why don't you join us? There's enough fun for everyone.
The other policeman, seeing the situation, smiled with complicity.
I think we could make this even more interesting. He said, adjusting the helmet he was wearing, which made the boy feel a new shiver of desire.
The boy looked among the policemen, feeling a mix of excitement and danger. He knew he was about to embark on an adventure that he would never forget.
So then, what do they say? —said the first policeman, looking at him fixedly—. Are you ready to let yourself be taken?. I'm going to make you feel intense things —he said, as his hands caressed the boy's body softly. The excitement grew in the boy, his heart beat strongly, and he knew he was about to experience something new.
With a careful movement, the policeman positioned the baton near the boy, making sure he felt comfortable.
Relax and let yourself be taken away. He whispered, looking at him fixedly in the eyes, transmitting confidence.
The boy felt a shiver of anticipation and emotion. Adrenaline was running through his veins as the policeman began to carefully introduce the baton. Every centimeter that advanced was a new discovery, a mix of pleasure and a slight pain that made him feel alive.
—Do you like it? —asked the police officer, his voice smooth but full of authority.
Yes, I love it, replied the boy, his breathing accelerated. Each movement of the policeman filled him with a mix of desire and satisfaction.
While the policeman was penetrating him, the second officer approached, leaning down to capture the boy's lips in a passionate kiss. The warmth of his lips and the firmness of his embrace enveloped him, taking him to a state of ecstasy.
Let yourself be carried away by the sensation —said the second policeman, breaking the kiss only for an instant—. You're safe with us.
The boy felt on top of the world, enjoying every moment. The caresses from both police officers took him beyond his limits, exploring his body with a combination of sweetness and dominance. The kisses became more passionate, full of desire, as the boy let himself be carried away by the experience.
In an instant, he felt everything coming together: the baton, the firm hands of the police, the burning kisses surrounding him. It was a whirlwind of pleasure consuming him completely. The night was his, and each instant made him desire more.
I knew I didn't want this to end. As the first policeman was penetrating him firmly, the second officer approached, his gaze full of desire.
Would you like a little more attention? — he asked, his voice loaded with innuendo.
The boy nodded, his breathing short and labored with anticipation.
yes, please. —whispered, feeling a shiver run down her body.
The second policeman smiled, getting closer still. He knelt down in front of the boy, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
Let me make you feel good. —he said, and before the boy could respond, he took his cock in his hand, caressing it softly.
The boy felt a wave of pleasure running through him. He couldn't believe what was happening. The combination of penetration and the attention he was receiving took him to a new level of desire.
—Oh, that feels incredible —she gasped, her voice trembling with emotion.
With a slow movement, the officer began to suck him, enjoying every moment, delighting in the flavor. The boy let himself be carried away, his hands grasping the officer's head, guiding him as waves of pleasure enveloped him.
—Yes, like that! —he screamed, feeling how each suck brought him closer to the explosion. —Don't stop!
Happiness and desire were intertwined in his chest. I never imagined it could happen. Every whisper of pleasure, every glance between the officers, made him feel like he was at the center of a realized dream.
You're so good at this, the boy said between gasps, as the policeman looked on with complicity, enjoying his pleasure.
---I just want to make you happy. ---the officer replied, increasing the speed of his movements, while the first policeman continued to explore his body, providing a mix of sensations that kept him on edge.
The boy, lost in a whirlwind of pleasure, couldn't help but smile as he let himself be swept away by the experience. He knew his desires were being fulfilled in ways he had never imagined.
—This is all I've desired —whispered, feeling how passion consumed him. —I don't want it to end.
With each beat of his heart, he knew that this night would be one he'd never forget, one that would change him forever.
With a slow and deliberate movement, the officer began to explore every inch of his desire, delighting in the connection between them. The young man, caught up in a whirlwind of sensations, let himself be carried away completely, his hands grasping firmly onto the officer's head, guiding him as waves of pleasure enveloped him.
—Yes, like that! —he exclaimed, his voice full of ecstasy as each movement brought him closer to his climax. —Don't stop!
Happiness and desire intertwined on his chest, creating an overwhelming sensation. I had never imagined that I could experience a moment so intense. Every whisper of pleasure, every complicit glance between the officers, made me feel like I was at the epicenter of a dream come true.
—You're incredible at this —whispered the young man between gasps, while the officer looked on with complicity, enjoying his evident delight.
Only want you to feel pleasure —the policeman replied, increasing the intensity of his caresses, while the first officer continued exploring his body, providing a mix of sensations that kept him on the edge of ecstasy.
The young man, submerged in a whirlwind of pleasure, couldn't help but smile, surrendering completely to the experience. He knew that his desires were being fulfilled in ways he had never imagined.
This is all I've desired —he whispered, feeling how passion consumed him in every instant. —I don't want it to end.
The atmosphere became even more intense as the young man found himself in the center of an erotic dance. The bodies moved in perfect synchrony, each touch and caress increasing the electricity in the air. Desire manifested itself in ways that defied logic; each man surrendered to the shared experience, exploring and enjoying.
The hands intertwined, creating a symphony of pleasure as they caressed each other mutually. The connection between them was palpable, and passion intensified with every whisper and every movement.
At the same time, the first officer, in an exhibition of confidence and desire, began to insert a finger, then two, three, four, until he managed to put his fist in. As the young man let out moans of pleasure, wanting this moment never to end. The officer didn't try to silence him; on the contrary, he wanted to hear every note of pleasure that emanated from his lips, every expression that reflected his ecstasy.
The mutual delivery was the thread that ran through the experience. With growing confidence, it began to explore the intimacy of both officials, taking them to a new level of shared pleasure.
While moving with skill, her lips closed around the virility of one of the policemen, while her hand caressed the other cock. The sensation of having both men under her control only turned her on more.
The complicit glances between the officers reflected their approval and desire, creating an atmosphere of complicity that intensified each moment. The currents of pleasure were palpable, and the friction between their bodies increased the excitement in the air.
The young man, feeling bold, alternated his attention between the two men, enjoying the warmth and firmness they offered. The synchronization was perfect; while his mouth worked on one, his hand continued the movement on the other, generating an intimate connection that kept them in a shared state of ecstasy.
The image of their entwined bodies, each one surrendering to the pleasure that the young man provided, was almost hypnotic. The rhythm of breathing intensified, whispers filled the space, and desire became more palpable with every movement.
Her lips danced with skill, alternating between the two balls, enjoying the warmth and firmness of each one. It was a game of sensations, where the friction between both virilities turned into an erotic spectacle, a dance of pleasure in which each one participated with fervor.
That night it turned into a whirlwind of desire and exploration. Between laughter and whispers, they completely surrendered to the experience, letting passion guide every movement.
Finally, the lone boy knew he had found what he was looking for in the city. The night was fading, but his desire continued to burn. With a smile of satisfaction, he looked at the young policeman and knew that this adventure would be just the beginning of many more on London's streets.
The literal translation would be thus:
Well, I'm a solo high school boy and just arrived in the city. Yes, I'm a solo high school boy and just arrived in the city. Well, I heard so much about London that I decided to come and check it out.
Well, I'm waiting in Leicester Square With a seductive gaze in the eyes Yes, I'm leaning on the Nelson Column But everything I do is just talking to myself
Oh, where can they suck my cock? Where can they grab my ass? Maybe I don't have money But I know where to put it always
Well, I asked a young policeman if they'd just lock me up at night. Well, I've had pigs on the farm. Some of them, some of them, are fine. Well, he screwed me with his baton. And his helmet was too tight
Oh, where can they suck my cock? Where can they grab my ass? I don't have money But I know where to put it alwaysI'm a lonely schoolboyBut I also like this way:
Well, I'm a solo boy
And just arrived in the city
Yes, I'm a solo boy
And just arrived in the city
I heard so much about London
That I decided to come and get to know it
I'm waiting in Leicester Square
With a seductive gaze in the eyes
Yes, I lean on the Nelson Column
But only speak to nothing
Oh, where can they suck my cock? Where can they grab my ass? I may not have money But I know where to put it always
I asked a young policeman if he could lock me up alone at night. I had pigs on the farm. Some of them, some are fine. He hit me with his baton. And his helmet was too tight.
Oh, where can they suck my cock? Where can they grab my ass? I don't have money But I know where to put it always
I'm a lonely boy
Under the Lights of London
It was a dark and vibrant night in London, and the solo boy arrived in the city with his mind full of possibilities. With his leather jacket adjusted and a mischievous look in his eyes, he felt ready to explore. He had heard stories about London's nightlife, full of secrets and hidden pleasures, and was determined to live them.
He was standing in Leicester Square, surrounded by bright lights and the murmur of the crowd. The energy was electric, and as he leaned on the column of a famous monument, he couldn't help but feel that something exciting was about to happen. He looked around, enjoying the variety of faces and styles passing by, each one with its own story to tell.
With a sparkle of desire in his eyes, he approached a young policeman who seemed a little out of place amidst the commotion. With a mischievous smile, he whispered:
—Would you like to spend the night with me? Maybe in a cell, just the two of us.
The policeman raised an eyebrow, surprised but intrigued.
—So you're looking for trouble, huh? —he replied, moving a little closer—. What if I told you I have a couple of wives ready to use?
The provocation turned into a game, and the boy smiled, feeling that the tension between them was growing.
I love wives. But I prefer you to set me free, not lock me up. —whispered, getting even closer
The proximity was electrifying. The boy felt the warmth of the police officer's body, and the conversation became more intense.
—Do you know? —said the policeman, looking at him fixedly—, sometimes I would like to know how someone like you feels. Maybe we could make a deal.
—What would that deal be? —asked the boy, maintaining a playful tone.
You let me explore that body, said the policeman, smiling, and I promise you an experience you won't forget.
In a dark corner, the boy experienced a pleasure he had never felt before. Each kiss, each caress, was an explosion of sensations. The connection was wild and liberating, a dance of bodies that didn't know limits.
Does he like what he feels? The cop asked, whispering in his ear as his hands explored his body.
—I love it —the boy replied, panting—. But I want more. Make me feel everything you can.
—Let me show you. —And with a agile movement, the policeman gently pushed him against the wall, their lips found each other in a passionate kiss that left them breathless. Adrenaline coursed through their bodies as the boy felt the firmness of the policeman's body against his.
—Do you like this? —asked the cop, his hot breath caressing the boy's skin. This one nodded, completely lost in the passion of the moment.
With one hand, the policeman began to explore the boy's body, his fingers playing with the fabric of his clothes. Then, with a look of complicity, he pulled out a baton from his belt.
I'm going to make you feel things you've never felt before. —he said, with a mischievous smile.
The boy, excited by the idea, prepared for what was to come. At that instant, the sound of footsteps echoed through the alleyway, and before they could realize it, two other policemen appeared. The boy felt a shiver of emotion and fear.
What's going on here? —asked one of the new police officers, with an inquiring look.
Only we're having a small chat, the first policeman replied, not letting go of the kid, why don't you join us? There's enough fun for everyone.
The other policeman, seeing the situation, smiled with complicity.
I think we could make this even more interesting. He said, adjusting the helmet he was wearing, which made the boy feel a new shiver of desire.
The boy looked among the policemen, feeling a mix of excitement and danger. He knew he was about to embark on an adventure that he would never forget.
So then, what do they say? —said the first policeman, looking at him fixedly—. Are you ready to let yourself be taken?. I'm going to make you feel intense things —he said, as his hands caressed the boy's body softly. The excitement grew in the boy, his heart beat strongly, and he knew he was about to experience something new.
With a careful movement, the policeman positioned the baton near the boy, making sure he felt comfortable.
Relax and let yourself be taken away. He whispered, looking at him fixedly in the eyes, transmitting confidence.
The boy felt a shiver of anticipation and emotion. Adrenaline was running through his veins as the policeman began to carefully introduce the baton. Every centimeter that advanced was a new discovery, a mix of pleasure and a slight pain that made him feel alive.
—Do you like it? —asked the police officer, his voice smooth but full of authority.
Yes, I love it, replied the boy, his breathing accelerated. Each movement of the policeman filled him with a mix of desire and satisfaction.
While the policeman was penetrating him, the second officer approached, leaning down to capture the boy's lips in a passionate kiss. The warmth of his lips and the firmness of his embrace enveloped him, taking him to a state of ecstasy.
Let yourself be carried away by the sensation —said the second policeman, breaking the kiss only for an instant—. You're safe with us.
The boy felt on top of the world, enjoying every moment. The caresses from both police officers took him beyond his limits, exploring his body with a combination of sweetness and dominance. The kisses became more passionate, full of desire, as the boy let himself be carried away by the experience.
In an instant, he felt everything coming together: the baton, the firm hands of the police, the burning kisses surrounding him. It was a whirlwind of pleasure consuming him completely. The night was his, and each instant made him desire more.
I knew I didn't want this to end. As the first policeman was penetrating him firmly, the second officer approached, his gaze full of desire.
Would you like a little more attention? — he asked, his voice loaded with innuendo.
The boy nodded, his breathing short and labored with anticipation.
yes, please. —whispered, feeling a shiver run down her body.
The second policeman smiled, getting closer still. He knelt down in front of the boy, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
Let me make you feel good. —he said, and before the boy could respond, he took his cock in his hand, caressing it softly.
The boy felt a wave of pleasure running through him. He couldn't believe what was happening. The combination of penetration and the attention he was receiving took him to a new level of desire.
—Oh, that feels incredible —she gasped, her voice trembling with emotion.
With a slow movement, the officer began to suck him, enjoying every moment, delighting in the flavor. The boy let himself be carried away, his hands grasping the officer's head, guiding him as waves of pleasure enveloped him.
—Yes, like that! —he screamed, feeling how each suck brought him closer to the explosion. —Don't stop!
Happiness and desire were intertwined in his chest. I never imagined it could happen. Every whisper of pleasure, every glance between the officers, made him feel like he was at the center of a realized dream.
You're so good at this, the boy said between gasps, as the policeman looked on with complicity, enjoying his pleasure.
---I just want to make you happy. ---the officer replied, increasing the speed of his movements, while the first policeman continued to explore his body, providing a mix of sensations that kept him on edge.
The boy, lost in a whirlwind of pleasure, couldn't help but smile as he let himself be swept away by the experience. He knew his desires were being fulfilled in ways he had never imagined.
—This is all I've desired —whispered, feeling how passion consumed him. —I don't want it to end.
With each beat of his heart, he knew that this night would be one he'd never forget, one that would change him forever.
With a slow and deliberate movement, the officer began to explore every inch of his desire, delighting in the connection between them. The young man, caught up in a whirlwind of sensations, let himself be carried away completely, his hands grasping firmly onto the officer's head, guiding him as waves of pleasure enveloped him.
—Yes, like that! —he exclaimed, his voice full of ecstasy as each movement brought him closer to his climax. —Don't stop!
Happiness and desire intertwined on his chest, creating an overwhelming sensation. I had never imagined that I could experience a moment so intense. Every whisper of pleasure, every complicit glance between the officers, made me feel like I was at the epicenter of a dream come true.
—You're incredible at this —whispered the young man between gasps, while the officer looked on with complicity, enjoying his evident delight.
Only want you to feel pleasure —the policeman replied, increasing the intensity of his caresses, while the first officer continued exploring his body, providing a mix of sensations that kept him on the edge of ecstasy.
The young man, submerged in a whirlwind of pleasure, couldn't help but smile, surrendering completely to the experience. He knew that his desires were being fulfilled in ways he had never imagined.
This is all I've desired —he whispered, feeling how passion consumed him in every instant. —I don't want it to end.
The atmosphere became even more intense as the young man found himself in the center of an erotic dance. The bodies moved in perfect synchrony, each touch and caress increasing the electricity in the air. Desire manifested itself in ways that defied logic; each man surrendered to the shared experience, exploring and enjoying.
The hands intertwined, creating a symphony of pleasure as they caressed each other mutually. The connection between them was palpable, and passion intensified with every whisper and every movement.
At the same time, the first officer, in an exhibition of confidence and desire, began to insert a finger, then two, three, four, until he managed to put his fist in. As the young man let out moans of pleasure, wanting this moment never to end. The officer didn't try to silence him; on the contrary, he wanted to hear every note of pleasure that emanated from his lips, every expression that reflected his ecstasy.
The mutual delivery was the thread that ran through the experience. With growing confidence, it began to explore the intimacy of both officials, taking them to a new level of shared pleasure.
While moving with skill, her lips closed around the virility of one of the policemen, while her hand caressed the other cock. The sensation of having both men under her control only turned her on more.
The complicit glances between the officers reflected their approval and desire, creating an atmosphere of complicity that intensified each moment. The currents of pleasure were palpable, and the friction between their bodies increased the excitement in the air.
The young man, feeling bold, alternated his attention between the two men, enjoying the warmth and firmness they offered. The synchronization was perfect; while his mouth worked on one, his hand continued the movement on the other, generating an intimate connection that kept them in a shared state of ecstasy.
The image of their entwined bodies, each one surrendering to the pleasure that the young man provided, was almost hypnotic. The rhythm of breathing intensified, whispers filled the space, and desire became more palpable with every movement.
Her lips danced with skill, alternating between the two balls, enjoying the warmth and firmness of each one. It was a game of sensations, where the friction between both virilities turned into an erotic spectacle, a dance of pleasure in which each one participated with fervor.
That night it turned into a whirlwind of desire and exploration. Between laughter and whispers, they completely surrendered to the experience, letting passion guide every movement.
Finally, the lone boy knew he had found what he was looking for in the city. The night was fading, but his desire continued to burn. With a smile of satisfaction, he looked at the young policeman and knew that this adventure would be just the beginning of many more on London's streets.
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