Maybe you could teach me how To tighten up my shit And maybe I could show you how To loosen up a bit Maybe we could be the spark

Lord and Jesus Christ Don’t forget the lice Spiders, ticks, and skeeters All the heeby-jeebers They’ve got their own place

I’ve always been Out on the run I’ve never felt Like had a home And then one day

I embrace your wild side And all that it entails Presence, passion, overkill And dirt beneath my nails

There’s a certain point Where I put down my joint And fucking end you

To tell you the truth I relish your cum It’s the best homage To a job well done

My God loves puddles I know because I watched two girl… Complete, innocent, borderline rec… That’s My God

I’m a take no prisoners kind of ma… A knockdown, drag out, hang if you… Calculating, ruthless, no fear Nothing to lose, nothing held dear Use you up, throw you to the curb

I don’t know what it means to have A lover in my life I don’t know what it’s like to tas… Their sugar and their spice I don’t know how to give and take

I hope you have her desire for ord… With a bit of mine to vex And my penchant to look ever inwar… Tempered with hers to project I hope you have my cool demeanor

We’ve reached the acme of intimacy When I taste like you And you taste like me

Hannah Banana With the flower bandana Look at your garden grow With tender leaves And shoots of peas

The sort of woman I have chose I didn’t think exist in does She piques my int’rest, sparks my… And makes me feel a love worth sho…

The waves, curls, cowlicks; Your idiosyncrasies Make me love you more.