Brute Willis

Brute Willis and Fuck Norris
The perfect pair, the total package
Clean shaven bodies, no grass grows on steel
Superpowers known as sexappeal
They came to fight all villains
All the evil in the world
Deputy sheriffs but chiefs of our hearts
Cocks in the name of love
Head … set out and shaken up
Intensive kisses to the asphalt
Kung Fu, Karate, Taekwondo
The roundhouse-kick is like a rondo
I tell you man, don’t try to resist
You’re getting convinced by a taste of their fist
You’re getting convinced by a taste of their fist
No battle with guns, no fights with a knife
Only «the weapons of masculinity»
Hey guys, the world needs more of your kind
Two real heroes against all the spives