Behind the Curtain of bananas en pijama en ingles: Secret Adventures

City sprawls beneath spinning rotors in bananas en pijama en ingles. Naked, she crawls to the edge, wind whipping hair and arousal alike. “Fly with bananas en pijama en ingles,” she cries, four fingers pumping while the helicopter spotlight pins her in place. Every thrust matches the blade thump—“bananas en pijama en ingles, bananas en pijama en ingles, bananas en pijama en ingles!”—until she squirts over the ledge, raining “bananas en pijama en ingles” down on the streets fifty stories below.