She's so fine, makes me lose my mind I wish to apply my manhood I'll be glad to go to her pad and Maybe the whole band could
I got to make a decision To avoid a collision
She's so tuff, my knee's a little rough From crawlin' on across her floor If she'd place an order I'd drink her bath water and Not even use a chaser
I got to make a decision To avoid a collision
Her lips are wet and I'd make a bet She's been suckin' on her watermellon rind She's a picture of wealth and I know myself That I'd take what she leaves behind
