Wet your lips.

Your lips are red.

And your lips, too.

Smack it!

Your lips are like roses.

All right, part your lips.

Keep your lips sewn, fucker.

My lips touched dog lips! Poison dog lips!

I'll smack you

Clean your lips with the napkin.

Is that silicone lips your girlfriend?

My eyes feast on your divine lips. But my own lips are parched!

I'm gonna smack you.

You smack, you kick!

You smack, you kick!

You smack, you kick!

Your lips gonna finish what your fingers have started.

Your little lips greedily round the spoon.

What are you wearing on your lips?

Lips are not lips, but volcanoes.

You can wrap your lips... You can wrap your lips around my slim reaper. That's what you can do.

Does your body soften as your lips shape his name?

Sir, sir... you have lipstick on your lips.

I'm deaf, you idiot. I read your lips.

Chapped lips.

...El Ton John! smack YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!

Smack her in the head!

We have to hear it from your own lips.

Let your lips roll And whistle away the toll

Let your lips roll And whistle away the toll

It's what made you smack your baby brother, stamp on a cockroach, scratch your mother.

And a smack to the head.

Their lips met.

Ask my lips.

Between the Lips!

Read my lips.

Their chapped lips.

Read my lips.

Just let your lips roll And whistle away the toll

So let your lips roll And whistle away the toll

So let your lips roll And whistle away the toll

The curve of your lips... the way your hair falls, how you smell.

It was a story of smack down

Ehh... besides you trying to smack me,

I have chapped lips.