I can she her layin' back, in her satin dress
In a room, where you do, what you don't confess
Goin' down, you better beware
You might find somethin' creepin round her underwear
Goin' down, you better beware
You might find an ant-farm in her pubic hair
I can picture every strechmark on her upper tighs
But the zits on her clitty, were a big surprise
Goin' down, you better beware
You might find somethin' creepin round her underwear
Your head is so far up your ass, I think you lost your glasses
Your flankin' out of school,
because you sleep through all your classes
But there's only one thing, gives your mom a great big hassle
You sniff your fingers right after you stick them up your asshole
Comments (0)