When days go by and I don't get any of that magic stick
I start to feel just a little bit sick
For you to leave my sheets clean
Borders on mean
Once a week used to be enough for me
But after I met you, I started craving your touch constantly
Your lips on my neck
Your tounge wondering below deck
The thrill of your ******
Quickly becoming a pleasurable must
Didn't you know that this milk was a package deal, along with the cow
Great news, huh, wow