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Garda
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Garda was released on July 15, 2026 by Cophawkmusic as a part of the album Cocked And Loaded
ReleasedJuly 15, 2026
LabelCophawkmusic
LanguageEnglish
BPM100
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

He was poundin' the beat down by the Liffey shore
A big Irish Garda, six-foot-four, solid as a barn door
The Boston cop rolled in, Irish roots runnin' deep and clean
A rough BPD motor cop with tattoos, jaded, horny, and mean
Their eyes locked hard and they both knew what they wanted
Two thick Irish cops feelin' that forbidden heat gettin' started
They slammed back pints of Guinness at the Temple Bar
Laughin', flirtin', feelin' that electric spark
From "Sláinte" to a stolen kiss that tasted like sin
Two hard men gettin' reckless before the night ends
They barely made it to the hotel, clothes flyin' off fast
Then fucked like wild animals, a better fuck than either had in the past
In that dim room they tore at belts and shirts like they were nothin
Strong hands grippin' muscle, two hairy bodies crushin
The Garda dropped to his knees, takin' every thick inch down his throat
Boston cop groanin' loud, dick throbbin' and hard, no overcoat
Then he bent the Garda over, spit-slick and ready to ride
Poundin' him deep and raw with powerful, penetrating strides
Yeah, it started with Guinness at the Temple Bar
But it ended with sweat, cum, and moans that shook the walls hard
One ridin' the other like a stolen horse in full stride
Flippin' positions, fuckin' harder, no place left to hide
Balls slappin', bodies slick, pure lust and Irish fire
Two tough cops breakin' every rule with raw, sweaty desire
They sixty-nined like they were starvin', tongues workin' overtime
Then the Garda took control, fuckin' the motor cop deep and primal
Grunts and curses fillin' the room, "Fuck me harder" and "Cum in me
Two big Irish lads losin' themselves in pure ecstasy
No handcuffs needed, inhibitions lost in the brews
Cummin' hard together, leavin' nothin' left to lose
They met over pints of Guinness at the Temple Bar
Two men, two badges, but tonight they went way too far
Kissed like bandits, fucked like outlaws in that hotel bed
Sweaty, loud, and rough till the sunrise painted red
Here's to Temple Bar and nights that no one else will know
Two strong Irish cops lovin' each other from head to toe
Sláinte to the lads and the craic without compare
Two hard men in Dublin, fuckin' each other, finding love there
Written by: Bryan Oxier
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