well I'm back again, for another try,
of trying to get me some quick gladness, with your chest
this old hald worn man, wants to nail your can
and the music and the roofies should make me have some small success

so get it off, get me up, are you loose?
see, your mammaries, are making me horny, brazen, it's true
my last chick? forget her, baby, you're better,
so get it off, get me up, are you loose?

and if your clothes should fall, and I yell out her name,
you're a stranger, I know, but I say most new women are the same
I hope you don't mind, and I just don't know
'cause as we're loving I don't have a lesion, what's your name??

so get it off, get me up, are you loose?
see, your mammaries, are making me horny, brazen, it's true
my last chick? forget her, baby, you're better,
so get it off, get me up, are you loose?

so get it off, get me up, are you loose?
see, your mammaries, are making me horny, brazen, it's true
my last chick? forget her, baby, you're better,
so get it off, get me up, are you loose?