The girl's mouth is so sweet,
A taste that nothing can beat.
Every boy comes and flies past
Each like the last.
Just wanting a taste
That all the other guys chase.
She's got a body that's for sure,
Since all the boys want what's under her shirt.
They all leave their mark,
Not worrying about her heart.
The most important ***** of all,
Treated like it's worthless and small.
But why worry about that
When she doesn't look half bad? When she has some sweet lips
And those banging good hips?