He smirked at me aware I wasnt kin
The physical tug now appeared enough
The charge electrical trekked skin to skin
I kissed him back on lips I called his bluff
I flicked away imaginary fluff
On my huge blouse its double d in scale
He fondled my outside a fraction rough
He gasped and fell in love he fingered braille
He got a fraction fluky reading beta male
Ill fool around if looking less than best
Ill prowl off peak then not afraid to fail
And whats a blotchy skin to sneaky pest?
The days Im perfect framed in fuss
Are sort of cyclic stuff Ill never suss
Chorus fuss ado stir
