I don't want to play hide & sneak (boo & peak)
anymore with you.
I don't want to slide up or down your rain barrel
nor open my cellar door (1, 2, 3, 4) anymore
with you.
No more K-I-S-S-I-N-G-spot for you, doodle dandy.
Don't want your big rock, nor let you eat my candy.
Eeny, meeny, miney, moe. Skin-to-skin, toe-to-toe.
I pick the very best one,
And you are not it.
Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 6:33 PM UTC
I don't want to play hide & sneak (boo & peak)
anymore with you.
I don't want to slide up or down your rain barrel
nor open my cellar door (1, 2, 3, 4) anymore
with you.
No more K-I-S-S-I-N-G-spot for you, doodle dandy.
Don't want your big rock, nor let you eat my candy.
Eeny, meeny, miney, moe. Skin-to-skin, toe-to-toe.
I pick the very best one,
And you are not it.
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