Keep your, full lips, firmly, above water
Can’t show a bead of sweat
Sit close, damp breath, softly of perfume
I can see through your corn plaster bra
If its any consolation you're still one of the guys
Good looking, hard working
Any situation you're still turning me on
A hollow, distraction
Eager, play ball, young girl, no prospects
At least i've still got tits
Pressure, mounts high, i found that gorging
Delays eternal dread
If its any consolation, you’re still one of the guys
Upstanding, ass licking
down to sociation id have to call you my wife -
Abhorrent, vile slug
Say you wont play dumb with the boys and get carried away
But if it’s any consolation, you’re still turning me on
A point was made about your progress
But I, can fade, most bumps seamless
If its any consolation, you’re still one of the guys
Upstanding, ass licking
down to sociation id have to call you my wife -
Abhorrent, vile slug
Say you wont play dumb with the boys and get carried away
But if it’s any consolation, you’re still turning me on
Notwithstanding implication
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