Never say you don't get presents, son
Never say you don't get presents, son
Divided attention
Cute like a summer breeze
Juiced up and creamed in
Let's see the lower lips smiling
Lazy but not totally
Certainly raised right
Teaching my stepson a thing or two
Warmed up and good to enter
Have a taste of my walk
Take me dirty
Reaching the mind numbing spot
Oh, you are so thorough
You look like you take it with cream
That's some clue you got there!
It can keep her up