Thursday, February 24, 2011

The Bukkake Song

I saw her at the diner,
It was a quarter past a niner.
Her hair was long and brown.

But her skin I was a-checking,
all the girls they were a betting
to be with this man of the town.

"Why I?" you may ask.
To grant me such a task.
Entertain all the womens wiles.

It's cause of one thing,
and it makes me want to sing, about
a sight worth taveling miles.

I love Bukkake, the white flowing goo.
And girl I want to cover you.
I want bukkake, it's all I can do,
and I think I'm really startin' to spew.

I got the stuff in my pants and I'm taking a chance
I hope your dry cleaner won't seu.
When I'm a shootin, and wiping my spooge..
off on YOU!!!

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